Man with Blue Guitar watercolor 20" x 15"

I wake up and I think of you. I think of Honey. I think of a Big Room filled with Honey. I think of a Museum filled with Honey. I am thankful to you. I think of my Aunt Bess, Always taping a lucky penny To the Birthday Cards she sends me. The penny has to be new so it looks like gold, Though it's only copper. I think of you as I hold my lucky penny And I am rich. You make all my paintings for me. Day dreaming and drifting off I think of you And my paintings magically appear Before my eyes Made up by themselves. I used to be in the restaurant business With my Aunt Bess Until you took me with you To a room filled with music.