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Art from Above
At the amusement park one hot summer day,
A child discovered a new way to play.
"Momma, I need two tickets please."
The girl went to the booth and paid what she had.
She watched as a shiny, white canvas was laid onto a turntable machine.
So many colors to choose from,
"Which ones should I use?"
She grabbed each bottle and squeezed out the colors.
The canvas spun around as the paint touched down.
The girl's eyes lit up when her painting was done...
A pallette of colors swirling together.
Beautiful spirals bursting the rainbow.
True friendships are like this in that little girl's world.
The Spin Art of life is a canvas painted with experiences, emotions, good times and bad.
Out comes a bond that is sent from Him above.
With her wall always up, very few get in (next to no one, that is).
The ones that can break it, are special indeed.
The girl is me.
And I dedicate this to the few that got in :)
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A child discovered a new way to play.
"Momma, I need two tickets please."
The girl went to the booth and paid what she had.
She watched as a shiny, white canvas was laid onto a turntable machine.
So many colors to choose from,
"Which ones should I use?"
She grabbed each bottle and squeezed out the colors.
The canvas spun around as the paint touched down.
The girl's eyes lit up when her painting was done...
A pallette of colors swirling together.
Beautiful spirals bursting the rainbow.
True friendships are like this in that little girl's world.
The Spin Art of life is a canvas painted with experiences, emotions, good times and bad.
Out comes a bond that is sent from Him above.
With her wall always up, very few get in (next to no one, that is).
The ones that can break it, are special indeed.
The girl is me.
And I dedicate this to the few that got in :)
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