There She Is......

She sees the world through painted eyes
And it always seems to me
I'll never truly understand
All the beauty that she sees
She'll try and try to explain to me
Things like "blue sky with oranges days"
And I'll try so hard to pay attention
To everything she says
Yet listening won't compare
So I'll pour gallons and gallons
Of multicolored paints right into my eyes
But I'll never see things the way she does
Through her beautiful mind

- Not Me