Artwork by Gloria Faye Brown Bates/aka Granny Gee
White... she focused on a white surface
White is blank... blank needs something on it
Her mind raced, trying to think of something special
Worthy of placing on that white surface
White is blank... blank needs something on it
Her mind raced, trying to think of something special
Worthy of placing on that white surface
All colors go with white, I've never seen one clash
Now, all colors that clash... complement each other
Red and purple, pink and red
I love green and purple, my lucky colors
When I see them, they make my mood brighten
Now, all colors that clash... complement each other
Red and purple, pink and red
I love green and purple, my lucky colors
When I see them, they make my mood brighten
White is nothing, yet it's something... exciting
Because anything can go with white
I try hard not to draw on white when it's on a wall
Yet, on paper I let my pencil go
To draw to my heart's content
Because anything can go with white
I try hard not to draw on white when it's on a wall
Yet, on paper I let my pencil go
To draw to my heart's content
A little white rabbit sat on the white tile
Looking at four white walls
It thought it saw something white move
All because it had a flash of yellow on its wings
A butterfly flew overhead, flew high and strong
Looking at four white walls
It thought it saw something white move
All because it had a flash of yellow on its wings
A butterfly flew overhead, flew high and strong
The butterfly looked down, saw a white rabbit looking at it
Flew closer to it to look at him
The butterfly wouldn't have seen him but, he saw a spot of blue
Two spots of blue to be exact... two spots looking back
White became confusing when it has no color
Flew closer to it to look at him
The butterfly wouldn't have seen him but, he saw a spot of blue
Two spots of blue to be exact... two spots looking back
White became confusing when it has no color
I had a white scarf, it fell to the white floor
I couldn't see it, until my foot felt it
I picked it up, placed it on the white table
Where I lost it once again
White becomes confusing when it has no color
I couldn't see it, until my foot felt it
I picked it up, placed it on the white table
Where I lost it once again
White becomes confusing when it has no color
I drew myself on the white canvas
I decided I didn't like me
I whited myself out with white correction fluid
Until I was there no more
White becomes confusing when it has no color
I decided I didn't like me
I whited myself out with white correction fluid
Until I was there no more
White becomes confusing when it has no color
I drew myself once again
Colored my hair blonde, my lips pink
My eyes green... I could see me
Liked me when I became colors
White gets confusing when there's no color
Colored my hair blonde, my lips pink
My eyes green... I could see me
Liked me when I became colors
White gets confusing when there's no color
Color me happy, color me colors of the rainbow
Make my walls soft lavender, sage green
Let peace come into my heart
As all my white turns into color that I can see
Finally... I can see my world around ... me
Make my walls soft lavender, sage green
Let peace come into my heart
As all my white turns into color that I can see
Finally... I can see my world around ... me
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I think you are right about "white". It is hard to see unless colorful is on it. You are a terrific drawer person! I know you cand draw anything you want to draw! I wish I had tha talent!! Love, Ms. Nancy
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