In the spring I painted...
A welcoming doorway through time
A building forgotten decorated by this springtime
A gift on canvas to your generation from mine
In the summer I painted...
Pure innocent laughter floating on scented air
The precious moment at a small summer art fair
When a toddler giggled at my watercolor bear
In the fall I painted...
A carousel, a memory sweet and clear,
And sold it to a woman who held it dear
For just half price when I saw her tear
In the winter I painted...
Landscapes not of what will be
But of what the world should be
A gentle image for all to see
Today I painted...
Children at play, scenes bright with imagination,
My very own window on fresh inspiration
Reminding me art is a start, not a completion
Tomorrow I will paint...
R. L. Hanna © 2006