Canvas
The canvas before you, once laid white and clean
Where I held the brush of a lost and found dream
Taking to heart, what is and isn't seen
But for a time when the chill of winter prevailed
Huddled and wrapped in reality; unveiled
O the person I was, had utterly failed...
So...I now recall with a smile, the color of orange
While searching for what is uniquely your own
It is laughter and pleasure! Sharing treasures unknown!
You are an artist that draws from within
Uplifting 'a moment' in time...just because, you are a true friend
Like a seed in my heart where joy might live once again...
Yet, on a new canvas someday perhaps, where I paint heart and soul...
I'll recall I was held and allowed to let go...
You came and gave much more than you probably know...
The image we perceive, I hope will align
With the plan that He has as He perfects each design...
These creations on canvas ... helpful for the songs of life
You... you have so much more to give and to receive
In my heart of hearts ... I truly believe
You are one of the most beautiful people that I'll ever meet.
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By AbbasEwe
© 2012 AbbasEwe
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