The above picture was sent to me by my friend, Dot Barr, along
with some other great pictures. They were titled:
"The day God dropped the paint bucket."
My mind went to work and I couldn't help but make a poem out
of such a great title!
THE DAY GOD DROPPED THE PAINT BUCKET
The day God dropped the paint bucket,
He spilled paint upon the hill.
He had a mixture of all colors,
To view them is such a thrill.
He mixed purple with the yellows,
And some orange and red are there.
He has such a brilliant palette,
No one can compare.
Nature can't be improved upon,
Though many, in the past, have tried,
The day God dropped the paint bucket,
Is nature's greatest pride!
Freda Fullerton
May 24, 2011
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