Only the splashes of colour they saw,
For her it was a means to thaw.
The concoction of colours left them in awe,
Underneath were hidden emotions they never saw.
Brushes, canvas, easel and chisel; she didn’t forget the Weasel.
Artistry was paramount to her.
Gnawed and clawed; she stitched them to perfection
with love, care and affection.
The Masterpiece was hence created
which left the Painter sated.
© Sohinee Dey
A/N: There’s more than meets the eye!