My time to shine

I’ve Returned

Hiding in my den

Have you wondered where I’ve been?

Licking the wounds that time has left

At times feeling so bereft

Now I’m coming out to see

What life has left for me?

A little tattered,a little torn

Waiting here until the morn

Wonder if my paints are dry

I can do it if i try

So many things inside of me

Screaming to get free

Found all the keys

To end this brain freeze

I am here I have returned

A little tired and burned

But I have returned

       
      I am an artist ,and I will rise to the occasion !  Gonna center on three things and do them really well . I think I should have thought this out before it all began . I have made it through and so have all of you !
     Need water in my paints ,bought lots of corduroy shirts and I will be on my way !