LAST CANVAS
Hold it up --the cerulean Sky
my last CANVAS
as I want to paint with pigment of love
the Sun-set gloom with fading glow
I know ----------
soon --- I 'll have to leave
and less time to see
the coming Century grow
or time to baby-sit for long
My aging sight , now fading fast
I know ---
my cut-piece time.
Yet hold it up , the Sky , -- my Canvas last
till, I paint it full --my Sun-set theme -and
while I have still -----Some time .
( published in 'Where Dreams Begin ' , Poetry .com, U.S.A)
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