With every stroke, a portrait comes to life,  

A canvas where her essence cuts like a knife,  

Her smile, a sunrise that the heart imbues.

Each line a whisper of her gentle grace,  

Each shade a mirror of her fleeting trace,  

In colors bold and soft, her spirit glows,  

A masterpiece where tender love bestows.

Brushes dance to capture fleeting light,  

In every hue, her presence shines so bright,  

The art of painting her in vivid frames,  

Grasmere From The Rydal Road, 1786, By Francis Towne
*In The Lake District, UK


Birmingham Museums Trust

**"Painting Her Images"**


With every stroke, a portrait comes to life,

A canvas where her essence cuts like a knife,

Her eyes, a universe in subtle hues,



The beauty and power of poetry. Share your love of the written word and become a Poet today.