490. Poem by Jaden Knight

He wakes up each day with a blank canvass
his brushes and paints stand patiently
on the cabinet by his bed
ready to be used for the day

every incident is carefully painted
by the steady hand of time
even the mistakes are included
never to be erased

The palette and brush range is enormous
every possible colour and size is available
from fine to coarse and all in between
in order to get the details right

At bed time the painting is removed
and hung up in the gallery of his memory
to be viewed and recalled later
the easel is cleaned and canvass replaced
ready for the next day