Come and See What I See     

Come and see what I see
The beauty of this town
The quaintness of its trees
It's lovely homes and churches
As you walk along the morning’s breeze
Let me take you on a painted tour
Of all this and more, it'll never be a chore
I might be by to see you
With a kindly “How you do”
As I try to capture the scenic view
You’ll see me quietly standing on the street side
With my trusted easel and paints
Or pass me by as you walk to the stores of antiques
Where the stregnth of these buildings are like old Saints
Their charms are powerful, with a touch of meek
It’s okay if you take a gander
Just a smile will do
I’m always interested in ones point of view
If my paintings move you
I’ll appreciate that even more
For one of life’s great pleasures
Is to paint what is adored
I have so little time
There’s only so much light during the day
I’ll only be here a few more hours
Then I must be on my way
For every ray has it’s prisms
Before it turns to gray
But, don’t worry
I’ll be back to paint another day.

 



"Because of Someone" by Deb
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