A Face in the Painting
There is a young girl in a painting you see, this girl she's magnificent she's amazing and sweet.
This girl she has the precise colors you need to make a grand work of art a loving masterpiece.
the painter placed time and care to this project in hopes that the painting would win him a subject. I gazed upon her
beauty so rare, the heavens themselves hung still in the air.
I was mesmerized by the girl in the portrait square. Neverr,never had I seen such a most beautiful girl like this before,
hopefully the wind would not blow down the doors.
The texture, the strokes, the amazing grace and good skills. Yes all were right here in this painting of the girl on the hill.
She was standing with her hair blowing out in the breeze. Oh dear I surely wanted to give her a squeeze.
But alas she is a painting and nothing quite more. But still it's hard to resist falling in love with this one near the door.
She's so captivating and artful like a masterpiece should be, hopefully thousands get to see this girl in the portrait this
painting of art, this mystical masterpiece to start.
(This poem was inspired by one of my very very best friends that has been there for me through almost every single
thing that has happened in my life. this poem is dedicated to her.)
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