I Would Like to Paint

I would like to paint the stars and show them to the moon and sun and make them upset.

I would like to paint the waves and the sea and let them sail away and not return.

I would like to paint a swan and make it fly.

I would like to paint a mind of my own.

I would like to paint a squirrel's tail or the whisker of a mouse.

I would like to paint a swallon and put it on o roof.

I would like to paint the sky and show it to the crashing waves.

I would like to paint myself and show it to the grave.

I would like to paint a wooden ruler to show it to the plastic ruler.

I would like to paint the world and show it to the Martians.

(Encontrei este poema num livro de inglês do 8º ano: Não resisiti e decidi colocá-lo no Vox)