Brushstrokes
Each life is a painting in progress,
There’s only one artist, that’s you;
Each brushstroke is part of the process,
Every one being so special and new.
No painting can ever be perfect,
Mistakes will be made here and there,
Part of the painting is splendid,
The other is filled with despair.
None ever can tell, nor see, nor hear,
What the witty creator has in store,
No matter the burden the master has to bear,
One thing there is known for sure.
Each painting of life is quite custom,
Each having a beauty unique,
They have a distinct glow about them,
Which makes paintings all majestic.
.... HeIDi hiLL...
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