You give me some paper and a new ink pen
And I’ll just let the words start to begin
But if it’s a picture from me you desire
To say it would be perfect would make me a liar
All of my lines just can’t seem to be straight
And as for staying in the lines, I’m really not great
Everything seems to go ever which way
But ask me to write and I’ll know exactly what to say
The words I just sit and let them come
As easily as painting is to someone
A picture I can create with words few or much
And into someone’s life they often touch
Mary Ryan
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/a-poet-paints-pictures-with-words/
