|This postcard came to me|
just as a splotchy stamped
brown dress form...
|I added deeper colour|
to dress form
and a stain glass window.
Atop I drew a flag.
|I then stamped in all the little people|
and started to fill them in.
|The blue sky was the last thing I added|
because I didn't want the little people
no matter how small.
To have blue colour inside their lines.
|I started with a happy, glitter throwing witch|
cooking a feast outside...
|and a king and queen|
returning to their guarded dress form tent.
|The sky needs something extra...|
|Flag attached and...|
|glitter sparkly clouds!|
|Witch needs some glitter to go|
with her feast she's preparing...
|She's a no-glitter sort-of queen|