For three days I lived
in a Bob Ross painting
snow on the peaks white
mist thick in the valley
happy little trees frosted
in the distance arms raised
to rising sun in endless
joyful worship
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Bob Ross 🙂 after that, I knew exactly what you meant!
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Loved his shows. I confess that it was my husband who made the Bob Ross painting–our view comparison.
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The last four lines are very nice, making the scene really come alive.
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I’m glad you think so. I was afraid my description was a bit too nondescript.
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Happy Little Trees! Yes! God, I miss that man – there has never been a replacement or equal painting on PBS.
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We’re all Bob Ross fans in my house. So nice that we can still watch the episodes…
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