A splash on the canvas of yellow and green
A leaf or a flower or some evergreen
A sign of the springtime or maybe of Fall
Or maybe not any of the seasons at all

From the side, could it be a goldfish in a plant
Or maybe a bug? It could be an ant.
Oh! Art is subjective, a sight to behold
Its limits are definitely left here untold

For what you may see in the same, I may not
And neither would be wrong in the imagery sought
For this is the beauty of art as a whole
Where one sees a person, another a knoll
A beautiful picture left out on display
For whomever views it to see their own way
Where colors and imagery, shading and light
Fill up someone’s heart with uncanny delight