Masterpiece

Brush in hand, I start to see,
The shades of who I long to be,
Vibrant hues of dreams untold,
A new story begins to unfold.

My core transforms with every line,
A surface scrubbed, it starts to shine,
From dull and grey to bright and bold,
An artwork rare, a core of gold

Do you have the eyes to see
The masterpiece that’s born in me?


Moonwashed Weekly Prompt – Writer’s Choice

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