A painted room may seem mundane,
A necessary thing.
To help conceal the cracks and peels revealed when walls are bare.
And yet,it is not proud and vain,
To add such coloring,
But, our expression of affections felt when we are there.
Written by: Larry Sansone. In order to hone my writing skills (and for my own silly amusement) I am launching the O.C.P. Project: one poem per day for one year. I started the project on Jan.1, 2011 and completed the last poem on Jan. 1, 2012. Poems will be posted daily, whenever possible.
