I painted a picture
today of my heart.
On a trip of love.
So it departs
over the sea she
flew on the
wings of dove,
to a island oasis
carpeted with
rolling green hills
which was laid
under this most
beautiful setting
SUN
I'm finished, I am done.
as I just started to thinking
to myself as I sipped tea,
S#$? !
I forgot the most importing
part to this piece; 'ME! '
Randy Hogan
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/brush-strokes-7/
