Painting

 

 

It has been too long.

I have hurt so bad.

She is now beginning to look as if she belongs

Though the Turquoise being  gone still  makes me so sad.

 

 

She needed new paint

Her wooden sides were so dry

So many see me as an angel but truly I am no saint

I allowed my home to go unloved for so long  all I did was stay at home a cry

 

 

Well the time has come for me  to see how blessed I am

The men in my life already had given her a new roof a few years back

I took care of the flooding , by destroying that dam

So now with four gallons already on,   I have begun to pick up the slack

 

 

Yes Oxford Brown is very Dark

I have plans to make that a stunning feature

With hundreds of blossoms next year it will not look so stark

You know I  will have many a creature

 

 

I will save lots of money by starting seeds, I will save pennies on the dollar

I can hardly wait to design  the new beds

Tall flowers in the back have to be outrageous in color

You will hardly notice the  backdrop,  flowers are all  you will see instead

 

What are your favorite flowers, maybe I can grow them here

Up against this fresh new paint