Painting

• Fahima Badat, Grade 7B
• Poetry
• 2017

Dip, dip.
Swish, swoosh.
Up and down and round about.
Mixing colours to add some flare.
Master piece in the making, nearly finished.
Almost there, just let me finish painting the hair.
Im so proud and pleased as I paint with ease.
Im nearly done I'm nearly there.
I hold my painting up in the air.
I smile and murmur.
Well what can I say that was a great day of painting away