My paper on the easel,
My crayons on the tray,
I sketched a hungry weasel
And colored it in gray.
I also drew a turtle,
And then I drew a queen.
I made the turtle purple;
The queen I colored green.
I painted with impatience
The neighbor’s flower bed,
With daisies and carnations
In colors blue and red.
I drew the kitchen fixtures,
The cabinets, the sink,
And made terrific pictures
When coloring them pink.
And then I sketched the fellow
Who just arrived in town.
I made the fellow yellow;
The town was black and brown.
I drew a bowl of porridge
And then a smiling moon.
I made the porridge orange
And made the moon maroon.
I watched the sparrows caper.
I watched them as they flew,
And drew them on my paper
In beige against the blue.
Beginnings are the hardest,
But I have no complaint.
I’ll be a famous artist
As soon as I can paint.

[illustration] Illustrated by Julie F. Young