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She is under the table again,
Curled up like one of her father’s painted scrolls,
Away from the feet of all those that pass by,
She knows they could stomp,
Right over their little stand,
Paints and papers flying,
Stuck on fast feet,
Walking off with their rice and fish,
Breakfast, dinner, lunch,
And she would be hungry again.
They are so small in this crowd.
“Sue Ming, where is your brush? Finish your work.”
Smudged by her hand, half a cat on a page waits for color.
She picks up her brush and gives herself and the cat life.

Original photo prompt from “Friday Fictioneers” at Rochellewisoff.com PHOTO PROMPT © Brenda Cox

Check out the blog I found this photo prompt: “A Delectable Life” –https://adelectablelife.com/