This Probaby Too Ambitious New Start Poem by Lea Simpson

I’ll spend the day engrossed in painting
Incredible things that are to come
It’s a future I’m creating
What do the swirls of paint become?

The flick of a paintbrush makes your smile
And the angle of colour makes views for a mile

And the streets below may be filled with strangers
But there’s none more stranger than the one I know
A stranger who’s aware of all the dangers
Who all too soon met her plateau

The swish of colour forgets one part
A journey’s required if I am to embark
On this probaby too ambitious new start