Acrylic and Oil on Canvas
16 ”x 20”
The past has brushed my days with sorrow,
as seasons come and go.
Bright colors bleed to brown and grey,
Their brilliance dimmed, then swept away.
Yet spring returns with hues renewing,
a canvas bright with earth’s redoing.
Each blossom whispers, rise, begin!
Let color heal the strength within.
Acrylic and Oil on Canvas
16 ”x 20”
The past has brushed my days with sorrow,
as seasons come and go.
Bright colors bleed to brown and grey,
Their brilliance dimmed, then swept away.
Yet spring returns with hues renewing,
a canvas bright with earth’s redoing.
Each blossom whispers, rise, begin!
Let color heal the strength within.