Finally he found another canvas to begin his work on
Gathering the paints he feels will go best this time around
In his mind he has an idea as to what the outcome will be
And so he begins to paint with delicate strokes of black
He always starts off laying the basic foundation
Slowly familiarizing himself with what he is seeing
Then in his second turn he paints with broader strokes
This time using some blue and green that shout fun
He loved this part since he can be more relaxed here
Not worrying about being perfect but just himself
On his third turn he incorporates some red and grey
This is where he is most caring and delicate at this point
All the strokes seems to be finally coming together
What he imagined is starting to come to fruition
But then something starts to happen in his mind
That idea he had begins to fade and he becomes lost
He could’ve sworn this would be the painting
Pondering as to why can he never get past this point
So many times he’s tried but something happens
The image was lost and so was his connection
This canvas now given up when it was almost done
Another artist always comes along to finish it though
Adding their own take to it and giving it new life
When he sees what others have done he isn’t mad
Rather glad that someone else saw the beauty in it
And was able to do what he sadly struggled to do
Regrets may fade away but the memories usually stay
Someday he knows he’ll complete a breathtaking painting
So he’ll keep on looking and try to find artistic inspiration
One that is capable of helping him finish and be happy
Until finally he found another canvas to begin his work on. . .
