Waiting.
All my life I waiting- for,
what it is I am not sure.
Every day I feel as though
there’s something more, what- I do not know.
Waiting for Winter to end,
so then comes spring and again
waiting for summer and warm sunshine
while waiting on autumn for colourful times.
Waiting for something to be finished cooking,
spending my time for recipes looking.
Waiting for the washing cycle to end,
so I can hang out a load and start again.
Waiting for inspiration for some art,
waiting on knowing where to start.
what supplies to use today?
Just let loose and have a play!
Seems to me I spend my life,
waiting for something, Oh! I’m a wife!
I guess thats what my job description is-
Maybe I should have stayed a Ms!
#poetember
#sketchaton I’ve always wanted to have a try at painting on one these four season paintings. Clearly I needed more practise lol
And then we have #29facesonjunk todays Coffee Bloke! Is on a recycled coffee box. I am amazed at him! I rarely do men, they’re hard! Not telling you women anything new there! But sometimes I just hold the pencil and go along for the ride, and look what fell out of my pencil today!
I was like “Whaaat?!”
He’s good for me! Clearly he’s not technically perfect but it’s not about perfection for me, its about setting a goal and smashing that goal outta the park! And as one art teacher told us “If you want perfection, take a photo!”
I am SO happy with this guy, no idea who he is I found him on Pinterest!