When a rainbow vanishes before you share it
Or you feel a dream you cannot catch
So a hole has opened in a wall
Through which all my yesterdays have poured
Never to meet tomorrow.
Something has ended
And I will never be the same again.
Seeing the face, I cannot grasp the name
Closing my eyes to summon characters from a once loved book
Accepting now life’s jigsaw has no picture on the box.
Painting by Lorna Wallace using charcoal, Inktense Block and Neocolour on 500g gesso’d Watercolour Board; 50 x 65 cms.
My Bright Green Hat 
Wow. I adore this. The last line really resonated with me. I even spoke about it in therapy today. It is the perfect analogy for the way I am feeling right now. So simple, but so powerful.
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