My words are my paint brush, speaking pictures for the mind

                         Taking you on a journey, many travel to find

                       Stroking the key board, as a brush would canvas

                           Escape the world, try and understand it's

                                 A beautiful thing, A way of life

                           Like food for the soul, sight for the eyes

                        My key board, my words, my brush, they flow

                            Painting this picture, so all may know

                          All may see this simple thing called reality

                    My words are my paint brush, painting like no other

                      As perfect as I can for kids, father, and mothers

                         To enjoy these pictures, visualize my stroke

                     Take them all in, remember the words that I spoke