Messy

Messy

She was so messy in all she did

Preferring to call it passion instead

Paint splatters here and there

It was a constant daily affair

The works of art at end of day

Hung on the wall on display

A testament to the truth of her craft

Always perfect yet made others laugh

 

 

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