Brush of Life

I put the brush in

red paint

recall the pain.

I jab the brush into

gray

like this day.

Then I put the brush in

black

create a musical note

then another

until the song is complete.

Next I select

orange and green

which reminds me of

juice

a tree.

Now the canvas of life

needs a soft blue

and a little white

so when life is unbearable

I’ll have beautiful clouds.

I slap on some purple

smear it a little

to remind me that I

have flaws.

I’m now convinced

my brushes can rest awhile

like the yellow sun

that warms my soul..