I have different kinds to show
Paint with soft and delicate brush
Mixing colours on floor arising
Apply it once and it surprising
I paint with my innocent mind
Nothing to define
Hold one sec
I am tempera mind
You cannot guess early
Until it’s finished properly
Colour is in my life
I love to play strife
Vague image gets clear
It takes some time to layer
Slowly and slowly it becomes visible
And it defines hard and sensible
Is the final product good?
I am evenly curious to look
The hard work I poured into it
As it nicely bloomed fit.
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