* The Mona Lisa's Smile

The Mona Lisa’s Smile What can I paint, what’s in my mind, I’ve joined this Club to fathom out Art. Creating my own Masterpiece, a vision that comes straight from the heart. I‘ve loads of tubes with colours filled, and brushes that can produce the style, A canvas large enough to start, to achieve the Mona Lisa’s smile. Sketching an outline could be great, if some inspiration I expel. I’ll sit and contemplate a while, something might suddenly ring a bell. Others seem to be doing well, they are all intent on mixing shades, With fine honed skills their brushstrokes sweep, and my pint-sized confidence just fades. At coffee break I sauntered forth, around the room to procure a peek, At what others with clear aplomb, had created with their own technique. Oh goodness me! They’ve done real good, and far, far better than I can do. Hope their genius might just fly off, and land on me, by sticking like glue. To have a go is worth a try. and although my Art may not fame bring. Along may come my Masterpiece, that then would be so self-fulfilling. © Ernestine Northover