Filling Life With Colors
Life seemed like a black and white maze
A constant struggle, a never ending race
Till a secret got discovered one day
While panting on a canvas at the bay
Like the pure white canvas that I see
Life is meaning less, empty and free
For me to fill with, as many colors, as I wish
With my own little brush, that I got from Swiss
With Feelings of joy, happiness and delight
Now I paint my life, colorful and bright
When I painted trees huge and lash green
Abundance and growth is what I mean
Blue is the color of my big beautiful house
A symbol of truth and happiness with my spouse
Standing at the door with a bunch of red roses
Passionate and loving my husband is humble like Moses
She fills my life with comfort, warmth and friendship
Look that’s my daughter, sailing on orange ship
Driving his yellow Merck, is my handsome son
Naughty yet intelligent, being with him is fun
White lilies I painted for innocence and purity
And turquoise crystals for peace and security
Brown to keep me grounded, with purple and gold
My life is a sweet melody, with success multifold
Saturday August 30, 2008
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