If I could paint,
I would wash the background
with all my tears of wasted years,
blend the dark with pastel shades,
the beginning
of new love I had found.
Then with brilliant colors,
foreground with flourish,
flashes and flush,
with dazzling diamonds,
of the golden years
I’m longing to spend
with only you.

Vividly painted potery! Well done, Chevvy!
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Thank you, I’m having great fun lazying around and being creative. I really do want to learn to paint though:-)
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Know what? That’s one of my “must dos” for 2016!
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What? the lazying around or painting?
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Hahahahaha… Both!
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Pardon me, I catch people like that all the time:-) I’m also reading at the same time. That’s where I picked up the quote. The image of the wood reaching out to the flames – Somehow I think most of us look at it the other way. What communion he paints of a burning fire!
Yes please write some more and paint!
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You take care and Easter greetings for tomorrow
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Thank you and best to you and your family too 🙂
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Can I share this with you!
https://randomrantsruminationsramblings.wordpress.com/2015/04/16/your-masterpiece/
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OMG – I see I’ve been here before just didn’t recall. Reading it again -it is so powerful and indeed a masterpiece. Dare I say it – synchronicity – you know that word well:-)
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Sorry, didn’t realise you’d seen it! 😁
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Don’t mind at all, I needed reminding. I wrote with no bias but nice to know the meeting of minds:-)
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👍😊
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Captivating! The embedded rhyme and playful alliteration add layers of depth to your heartfelt piece.
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🌻🌻🌻
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