PRICELESS

Her many pictures grace my walls

From my front door clear down the hall

There are flowers and hand prints everywhere

To a visitor it may seem a mess

To me a sign I am deeply blessed

Can't count the times that I have stopped to stare

~~~*Chorus*~~~

I would turn down a Picasso

For her crooked pumpkin patch

Renoir's "By the Seashore"

To her rainbows, is no match

In the eyes of strangers

Hers do nothing for the heart

But to me...

Every piece...

Is a priceless work of art

~~*~~

With her playdoh she finds pleasure

Sculpting her fancy treasures

From her imagination all day long

I talk to her through all of it 

Just hoping she will drop a hint

My biggest fear is that I'll guess them wrong

~~~*Lyrical Bridge*~~~

 She's no Michelangelo

What some are, I still don't know

But I do know that she gives them 

From the heart

These priceless works of art

~~*~~

~~~*Chorus*~~~

I would turn down a Picasso

For her crooked pumpkin patch

Renoir's "By the Seashore"

To her rainbows, is no match

In the eyes of strangers

Hers do nothing for the heart

But to me...

Every piece...

Is a priceless work of art

~~*~~

Teresa Lynn Johnson
Wrdspnr@aol.com
Copyright© 2013
~~*Emily Lynn*~~