You Decorated My Life

I was but a clean slate
Nothing amusing or lively
Just pure and plain
Like an artist you appeared
With every swing of brush
You brought colour and beauty
To my once empty clean slate

I was but a cacophony
Nothing pleasing to the ear
Just discordant and unrhythmic
Like a maestro you came along
With every note arranged
You brought harmony and euphony
To my once incoherent song

I was but a stunted shrub
Nothing pleasing to see
Just stuck and dry
Like a nurseryman you came along
With every touch of tender care
You brought growth and fruitfulness
To my once retarded shrub

I was but a slum
No where pleasant to live
Just dilapidated and poor
Like a builder you came along
With every block in place
You brought sophistication
To my once uninhabitable slum