The colours in her mind
by them, she’s not defined
vision unrefined
but still a mastermind

Look! The way she moves
painting through the groves
uncaring who approves
every step limits disproves

Just water on the ground
to her, colours abound
spreads it round and round
make believe so profound

Footprints in her wake
dreaming while awake
unafraid, never fake
as they fade, just more to make

When the fun is done
water drys in sun
tears? Not a one
for she’s the one who’s won

© Mary Grace van der Kroef 2020