Another poem

This is a poem that I wrote. Mommy gave me one line and helped with the rhythm.

I see an eagle soaring 
High above the ocean's roaring.
I have sudden inspiration
Which results in concentration.

So my paintbrush starts a-splattering
The colors go a-scattering.

Before I know what's happening
I'm covered in a smattering. 
The red is on my toes
And the blue has found my nose.