A drop
A splotch
A paintbrush gone astray
A crash
A puddle
A mug of milk collapsed on the table
A shriek
A fault line
A gaping tear on the paper
A kid
A toilet break
A sister folding artwork into a paper plane
A bin
A careless hand
A father throwing the masterpiece into the trash

After much gasping and searching and berating,
After much crying and panicking and apologizing,
You lose hope, you feel resigned:
You think the artwork is terrible, the biggest disgrace of all time.
But when you finally find that piece of art,
You take a looooong look.
You step back and think to yourself:
Perhaps this is art.
Perhaps this is art.