I’d like a portrait

Me sitting on a red stool

Black cat on my lap.

I’d like a portrait,

My tall, blue house behind me,

My garden beaming.

I’d like a portrait

To remind me of the days,

That I cannot keep.

I’d like a portrait

To capture the magic held

In the sun’s gold rays.

I’d like a portrait

To remember times anew.

Thank you very much.