While I had a different plan for her,
"Painting" she insisted,
And so be it.
So out came the brushes and acrylic paints,
we chose the colours - two types of green, a yellow and a pink.
"A big paper" she said, "and a bowl of water".
So she placed it all on the table
and sat there to check what she was able.
All along my plan too was getting in action.
"Action" I said,
And the screen came alive with colourful characters from 'Trolls'.
They sang, they danced, they hugged and did all that they were to.
I watched them and I watched her
And I saw that, she watched as she painted,
She went on about her painting,
with the brushes and her little fingers,
and when she thought it wasn't messy enough,
she spilled some colours with a huff.
And when the bottoms of the bottles were seen,
only then she stopped being keen.
One look at her was all it took to make my heart skip a beat,
as she took great pleasure in painting herself as a treat.
so the messy girl danced as the end credits rolled,
and then danced some more in the bath tub with water-not-so-cold.
I scrubbed her clean and patted her dry
and then I kept admiring her painting with a happy sigh.
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