Take a brush, one wide and thick,
Use cool blue paint,
The color of sky and ocean,
Of tranquility, wisdom,
Intelligence and truth,
Then slap that paint
On the face of our
Orange-skinned president
So, maybe, just maybe,
He will be absorb
Some of those qualities
Of cool blue paint.
I was always a writer but lived in a bookkeeper’s body before I found Medium and broke free — well, almost. Working to work less and write more.
I was always a writer but lived in a bookkeeper’s body before I found Medium and broke free — well, almost. Working to work less and write more.
