Let's all be artists.

I painted another branch-
Chocolate;
Yet it didn’t matter…
It was all brown, anyway;

Those diamonds still glistened-
Prismatic;
Sheltered, ‘neath that kind willow
and my branches.

I tried to be an artist,
Yet somehow,
I failed;

So forgive me.

I’ll stare at the canvas, for another day,
Or another year-
And grab some inspiration,
Like everybody else does.

Then I’ll paint you,
I promise.