My Love
Indescribable
To hold you here in my arms
To hold your small hand
To feel your heart beat with mine
To call you my little girl
Quiet Work
Brush strokes across a canvas
Each so precise yet messy
All the colors mixing
Running together on the surface
Individual blobs and lines
Now unified, the painting
Growing ever clearer
Fingers wipe sweat from a shiny brow
Rain on windows cast teary shadows
Under a swinging light bulb it's done
In utter silence they can relax and admire
The blossoming tree on the wet canvas
YOU ARE READING
ESCAPRIL 2020
PoetryThis is a challenge held during April created by @/letsescapril (Savannah Brown @/savbrown) on Instagram. The goal is to write a poem (or do anything) with the prompts provided every day in April. All poems written can also be found on my Instagram...
