Oh painting on the wall,
How I envy your frame,
You get to inspire the world,
Yet your image stays the same,
With a brush and paint,
An unseen image was born,
Though your surface is cold,
Your presence is warm,
For every eye gazes to see,
You differently, their own version,
With them you live forever,
Their imagination your life's excursion,
Oh painting placed on the wall,
Your diversity causes my envy,
With your image you live only one,
But your impressions they are many.
©justin_ur
J