Monday, November 26, 2007

Woodland Elf

8x6" oil on canvas, SOLD

‘Twas a month before Christmas
And all ‘round my house
My sketchbooks are full.
There’s paint on my blouse.
I’m making a list
And checking it twice,
Wondering how in the world
I’ll ever survive.
There’s presents to buy and merry to make.
Big trees to trim and cookies to bake.
In the back of my mind
I know I’ll get it all done.
(The spiked apple cider will make it more fun.)
But if the truth be told,
(And usually it ain’t),
I’d rather hide out in my studio,
Just me and my paint!


Deb Kirkeeide said...

I'm with ya Sister! Love the poem and especially love your wonderfully creative work.

Brenda York said...

Thanks, Deb. Good to hear from you!