Irises

I'm looking through the window of your gallery The paintings look amazing in this light The Water Lilies, Sunflowers & Irises I think I'd like to join your there inside So I get a job attending to the gallery Every day I see you coming by But when you see the space next to the Irises Tears start filling up your eyes Don't cry, sweet child If you need tears then take these from my eyes It's fine to smile Even Van Gogh smiled from time to time Tears are thickening the brushes of your eyelashes I can barely see you through the running light Dripping off the edges of your canvases But as you let them dry, behold the S1GHT: Two rings of golden hazel, oak and emerald Separate the pearly light from darkest night The only thing more beautiful than seeing them Is seeing the world through those eyes So don't cry, sweet child Mona liked a joke on the side We'll ride this tide You on a Renoir, me on an exit sign Recline, look up high There's nothing above us except the Sistine sky So don't cry, sweet child Jesus wept but he also made the wine Shakespeare wrote Hamlet but also wrote Twelfth Night Even Van Gogh probably smiled from time to time ("Man's being (all that a man is) can be seen from different points of view, giving rise to two entirely different descriptions...")