Blank Canvas

 

I am a blank canvas, come paint me,

Cover me with your luxurious oils,

Let your brush caress my surface,

Let the hues come from your soul,

And create a work of art.

Let me be the masterpiece,

That causes a smile to appear,

That brings you recognition,

That makes you feel it has all been worthwhile.

I am a blank canvas, come paint me.

-Margi C.

Copyrighted1998

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