Painting a picture.
I'm going to paint you a picture.
Where radiant colors shine in the dark,
And gloomy colors darken the light.
Where the grass is greener on both sides,
And trees bear ripe, glistening fruit.
A log cabin sits on a hill,
And overlooks an old
Tire swing in the backyard.
Where a child's joy is frozen.
Swinging through the air.
Where a deer stands;
Drinking from a nearby stream,
And birds fly overhead.
As the sun shines down
Through a cloudy sky.
I'm going to paint you a picture.
Not with pencils, paint,
Or a brush, but with words.
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