Once I was told of a painter's life <br />Not one of fame, nor of strife <br />His heart applied colors, in loving tribute <br />His favorite subject was his wife <br /> <br />Though many paintings left his side <br />His favorite ones covered, seemed to reside <br />In his Seventies he bared his lifelong love <br />Over one hundred works of his beautiful bride <br /> <br />If I lived to create works of art to you <br />Would you acknowledge, would you approve? <br />If I exposed my heart, through oils or pen <br />Would you carefully guard my feelings true? <br /> <br />For the canvas I don't want to touch <br />If I cannot cherish it forever such <br />Your beauty I see, I could not bear <br />Losing once I have felt your touch <br /> <br />Like the painter I long to honor you <br />With my heart pour countless poems to you <br />And when we are old, I will invite all <br />To read of a lifelong love so true<br /><br />Lee Schexnaydre<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/the-painter-8/