I picked up my graphite pencil
And carefully deepened the tones
In certain key spots of my old drawing,
And as I did so, pleased with improvements,
It occurred to me...
That if only we could do such,
As easily, with our own lives
How happy and beautiful they would be.
Alter the sharpness, blend tones here and there
Bring back some balance
Patterns and rhythms corrected
Repetition of just the good
Erase the errors and refine the lines
Pick out the best details to well emphasize
...If only we could.