The day is so long,
it comes and so soon it’s gone,
bidding me farewell.
It’s a windy day,
maybe something I’ve eaten,
so keep your distance.
No, a windy day.
the clouds rush across the sky,
letting the sun shine.
I boughht a few shelves,
small and neat to put things on,
and get shown off well.
Some small model cars,
and some carvings from Egypt,
and some little ducks.
Yesterday was hard,
it’s left me so exhausted,
what a week it’s been.
I’ve started painting,
a simple box with some trees,
on a small landscape.
It relaxes me
just some old watercolours,
found in an old box.
It’s started something,
and has got me thinking big,
why not, let me dream.
