Paint for Me on canvas
Your hopes and all your dreams
Are they really what you thought?
Are they yours or so it seems
that somewhere along the way
your dreams, they just got lost?
You scarified your soul
not counting all the cost.
Do you even know them?
In your heart, did they exist?
Or did you just pretend
as if you were amiss?
Now, The Master says to you
“I am placing in your hand
this brush of life, oh paint for me
and do it with aband.”
Paint for me, Please paint for me
Just let the river flow
From the well inside your spirit
that was buried long ago
—MichelleMarie
I think I’m painting finally!
I wrote this in 2000 the year I started my LOVE walk!
Tell Me About It 
Wonderful!
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This is beautiful Michelle! It spoke to me in a way that made me think…I can paint! Awesome.
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Thank you. I never looked at it that way. WOW! ☺
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Yes my friend. Hope you’re well. I’m resting. Had to much fun last night.😁
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I love you too.
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Thank you, It is a neighborly feeling!
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Me too!
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Good for you. It’s 1 hour ahead. Your body lets you know when you need to rest.
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Very beautiful poem, Micki ! but…trust in Future !
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