The Youngest Member

I hail the unevolved poor hand,

that scribbles Sight upon the sheet,

a masterpiece that had been planned,

is decimated in a beat,

the mother’s fury breaks the peace,

and father stops his swimming streak,

and brother’s climbing will now cease,

and dog complains with their critique,

With pinks and blues in many hues

the ritual is complete,

I only wanted to make it better

with you all, I say,

so I Show them

and they See too,

the painting evolved into

a group contribution

of realized

forgiveness

for family.