When people look at my picture on the wall they say 'wow that's really good'
and see nothing more than a pretty picture
I see more than a picture
I see glimpses of the past, times when I was small

I imagine the Saturday when I started this picture, six years old
when I was too small to truly understand art
in a place a short drive away

a place without a younger sister
a place lonely and boring
the only fun being my friends in school

My picture helps me to remember
I realise how boring it used to be
and appreciate what my future is
but sometimes, when looking at my picture
I wonder if it was better
back then, in times when I was lonely