I hear nature's orchestra performing their grandest performance of the spring season.
I feel the gentle breeze wrapping around my body keeping me from over heating.
A giddy feeling emerges inside as my paint brush strokes paint onto my newest decorative holiday wooden cut out.
The knowledge that I created a work of art with my own two hands to be displayed for years to come fills me with pride.
These blissful moments are my peace that I fought for years to have.
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Author:
Destiny\'s Perspective (Pseudonym) (
Offline) - Published: April 14th, 2022 12:16
- Category: Reflection
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A sweet and lovely poem. What we love and what we create will be our legacy, and everything we fought for will be worth it!
Thank you for reading and writing such a lovely comment!!! Whether I have children or not is up to fate but regardless I will not be leaving this earth without a legacy when I am an artist.
Lovely poem , destiny ))
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