I sat at my desk paint on my face, hands and cloths but I didn't mind. this would be the one, the painting that got first place. I was only ever fifth or sixth but this year I'd win for sure! ...or at least I can hope, many hours I could have spent with you were put into that painting a world of flowers and ruin a delicate danger, so sweet yet so sour enough to make you cry.. sometimes when I talk about my art like that the only thing I picture is you.