A Painting on my Wall

A Painting on my Wall

I am writing a poem this morning
About a painting on my wall
It is not huge or fancy
It really is quite small

It portrays a pretty street
It is in St Ives Cornwall
People strolling in sunlight
Past shops that are quite small

Looking in every window
I remember going down that street
The things I saw were amazing
The things I bought such a treat

I walked and looked in the galleries
Local artists were showing their wares
Most were really expensive
So rapidly I left to odd stares

I saw one by the harbour
It looked inviting and nice
I looked at all of the paintings
I found one at just the right price

That painting is now on my wall
I stare at it every day
It takes me back to my holiday
Until the end of my Lockdown day.