When the Creativity Crumbles

I wrote this when I was feeling in a humorous mood and I thought I'd share it with you here. I hope it makes you smile and that perhaps you can relate a little to this 'ditty.'


WHEN THE CREATIVITY CRUMBLES...

I started painting, wet in wet,
I didn’t wait till the paint was set,
I worked it left, I worked it right,
I didn’t give up without a fight.

I kept on painting through my lunch,
T’was a masterpiece, I had a hunch.
I worked straight through till after dinner,
I knew for sure I had a winner.

When I stepped back I almost cried,
I really couldn’t believe my eyes,
My painting of the man I love,
Looked much more like our family dog.

But I am an artist through and through,
I’ll get through this and so will you.
Keep the brushes filled with paint,
Cuz I’m no quitter and I’m sure you ain’t.