"She Paints"

"She Paints"

Brightly lit

works of Art

adorn the walls.

She works feverishly

on her newest


and I sit in


of it all.

She doesn't realize

how her passion

touches the lives

of so many.

She sits next to me

on the couch,

hands trembling,

legs wobbly,

and says,

"what do you think",

"does it speak to you"?

I don't answer,

she really doesn't

expect me to.

Side by side we sit

she leans her head

on my shoulder

and closes her eyes.

I can feel her tremor

run up her arm

and into her head

and shoulders.

It rumbles

in my heart.

I hold her tightly

and whisper,

"I wish I were

a piece of canvas

upon your easel,

being touched

by your brushes

and brightly

colored hues".

She didn't hear his words.

She had drifted off to sleep.

So he held her tighter,

blessed by her presence.


10 Replies

  • This picture is called " Lend Me a Hand" acrylic on canvas.

  • WOW...such talent! Thank you for sharing!

  • Love the poem

    love the art

    got your paint

    right on my heart

  • Aw! Very nice.

  • Couldn't have said it better! :)

  • A beautiful poem! And what a lovely painting. Thankyou for sharing xx

  • Awesome. Nothing more to say.


  • Beautiful poem and painting, Jane.

  • Wow....thanks, Jane

  • What a lovely heart you have,,,,, thank you Jane

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