Colours,
scenery and light.
Such a delight,
night or day.
She watches over,
her pencil touches our hearts.
As rainbows appear before my eyes,
the world seems such a better place.
She is the maiden,
the creator of dreams.
She chases away the fear
and enlightens our hopes.
Hopes for a better place,
gaze and see,
anyone can be
happy.
One simple touch,
spring comes to life.
Just a little nudge,
a noble strife.
She is the maiden,
creator of hope,
banishment of sorrow.
She ensures
another tomorrow.
Bronze trophy winner
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I enjoy reading your poems there Beautiful
