It was a sad life,
Lonely,
I had no one,
Except my paint and brushes,
So I took up my paper,
Then painted a garden,
But I wanted more,
So I painted a friend,
But it still wasn't enough,
So I painted another friend,
More!
So I painted a galaxy,
Now,
"I am that I am".
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I actually used this to signify creation and God.
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Flying Umbrella
PoetryPoetry book of an umbrella, who had her own way of life. × × × I write on the pictures in every page, I'll just keep adding anytime I can, but I'll love you to check it out! Comment and VOTE!!❤️ Happy Reading 🌺🌺
