Red cedar paint
On my garden fence
Plank on plank on plank
A chore a pain a thankless task
– None of these negatives
Since you ask
A simple joy to do
Body and brain
In concentration
Paintbrush in my hand
Up and down the steady stroke
It’s so easy it’s a joke
A relaxation too
No need to think
Any arduous thought
Just let the mind float free
And watch the transformation scene
Bright fresh paint on old might have been
Newness just for you
Bring to life
A jaded scene
Beautify the present
Do a little every day
When the sun lets out to play
And says how do you do
Brian Fahy
28 June 2021
Erris Poetry 