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Brush Strokes

artistic strokes of a brush, mountians blue, a rivers rush wind blown trees and daffadills, you paint the sky to meet the hill's mixing colors gray and white, paint a cloud, reflect the light a motionless child lost in time, artistic strokes all in your mind reflect the earth and steal it's plunder an eagle soars, a flash of thunder a rolling wind blows threw the trees, a ship afar on the seas you see the light and paint the sun,your brilliant work has just begun you stroke the canvas with love and pride, now we know whats deep inside.

Copyright © | Year Posted 2011




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