Mural

by SherryAmpz   Dec 15, 2006


My life is a mural
And God is the Artist
He adds color to every empty space of it
But somehow,
I could still feel huge empty spaces of my mural
But, I believe,
At the right moment,
At the right time,
The Artist will recognize the empty spaces
And will soon add color to them
He never runs out of paint...

Derived from:
---Saving My First Kiss---
by: Lisa Velthouse

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  • 17 years ago

    by Gem

    How can this not have comments!
    This is absolutely gorgeous!
    It's this type of poem that people should have framed on thier bedroom walls!
    It's amazing..
    5/5
    *gem*

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