Canvas Whispers
An Ode to the Brushstrokes of a Friend
“Beneath an artist’s skilled hand,
Seas whispered tales, waves kissed the sand.
Canvas embraced a lighthouse tall,
A beacon of solitude on the canvas of dreams.
Within the watchman’s humble retreat,
A silent vigil, a solace so sweet.
Brushstrokes captured the solitude’s grace,
As my soul danced in that tranquil space”
