Thursday 31 March 2011

Completing the Picture

We are born as coarse blank white sheets
and each person in life we meet
fills us with their personal paint.
Our choices provide the brush strokes;
out love the emotion it evokes
in completion, colourful and quaint.
Sometimes art is never complete
but we cannot accept defeat
so the strokes become forced and fake.
With beauty I will no longer fret
I vow to just let the ink set
and be proud of the shape it takes.

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