Painting a thought with dreams
That I can blend with many hues.
My brush is always fluid, ready to go.
Michelangelo hardly, but a great show.
At least that's what dreams are made of,
Though they seldom do come true .
But when I land a winner, now and then,
Like Picasso, you can see my grin.
Ron
Love ya!
Jane
well said
Sandie :o)