The Gift Of Sight
Is it a picture? No, it is not,
Your talent is amazing as talent can be,
Vibrant colors, shapes, whole lot,
I am blessed to be able to see.
What I see is a beautiful sight,
What I see is brush strokes might,
Transformation, the canvas white,
Imagination takes to flight.
A wondrous control of colors,
Show your immense labors,
A wondrous sight indeed,
Our eyes enriched, you feed.
poem by Philo Yan
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