A portrait

He painted the most perfect portrait
Of shades he truly adored
He hung it in that spot
Where only he could explore
And on a grey colored day
When heart felt heavy and blue
He admired all the shades
Imagining emotions a few
It still hangs in that spot
Yet he admires it not alone
He found its deeper meaning
With love he now is home.

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