The Painting

 

The painting upon which,

I set my eyes upon today,

Seeing the inherent beauty

That none could ever convey

She painted it so lovely

She painted it so true

She showed my true colors

And enveloped me in blue.

Gift like none other

I've experienced before

Upon which, I cherish

For it's unlocked the door

That door that kept me hidden

Safe from hurtful things

I found the key; Unlocked it

To this I can avow,

The fear and animosity

Has left me

Thank you for showing me

That I am not so angry

Through your eyes,

I can finally see.

Author's Note

My friend painted a picture of me and it is beautiful. This was my gift to her. :)

Reviews

[Sean]

I don't see the image...but I do appreciate the poem. It rolls off my tongue with ease.