A Painting of Hope

Lily loved to paint,With colors bright, a vibrant saint.Her brush would glide, a magic wand,Creating worlds, a wondrous land.

One sunny day, a twist of fate,Her brush transformed, a golden gate.A single stroke, a wish come true,A scoop of ice cream, pink and blue.

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A teddy bear, soft and round,A castle grand, on magic ground.With every brushstroke, joy would bloom,A world of wonder, chasing gloom.

But Lily’s heart, began to yearn,For something more, a lesson learned.She painted kindness, gentle and sweet,A world of peace, a harmony complete.

She drew a smile, on every face,A happy heart, in every space.A world of health, where sickness flees,A world of hope, on gentle breeze.

Her paintings danced, a vibrant sight,Filling the world with warmth and light.A child’s wish, a powerful seed,Growing a world, a hopeful creed.

So let us paint, with hearts aflame,A world of love, a noble aim.With every stroke, a wish takes flight,Painting the world, a wondrous sight.