.......................................................................................................

These Days
 
Watercolor cast aside 
Thirty-nine years ago, revisited
To heal my child within
Awakened to her feelings  
These days
 
 I hold back nerves & butterflies
Tears from the critical past and
 Give watercolor one last chance
To feed my wounded soul
 
Confidence comes with stealth
Coaxed through water and colors
Brush strokes become bold
The child within shifted and
Flashes a turning point smile
 
These days
The dining room table is
Buried with art making evidence
Of soul healing in progress
And ……..
 
“Revisit watercolor ”  is
Checked off my Bucket List
With a sable brush
                                                      RuthiE Neilan