Blank Canvas

I yearn for a blank canvas

to make things anew,

to decide on fresh things to do.

I yearn to cross out all mistakes

and disguise my imperfections

with beautifully brushed corrections.

I yearn to fill it with colour,

worthy of recollection

and the world's fond affection.

I yearn to admire it

and never find it tiring,

making more equally awe inspiring.

I yearn to keep it under covers

I yearn to put it on display

I yearn to make others

I yearn to fade away.

I yearn to make amends

but for the fear of making it worse

and so the cycle never ends

...I yearn for a blank canvas.