Life is the beautiful masterpiece of love, faith, and joy. All bundled together in a bucket of paint to be splattered on a canvass of chaos. Although to many it may not withhold the beauty they seek to buy. We all accept this painting for what it is made of, for we all create our own masterpieces. Its a work of art that cannot be bought or sold, found in no store to browse, and no market to steal. Life is what we make it, and in this world everybody is an artist.
Monday, September 20, 2010
Metaphor Poem I wrote.
Life is the beautiful masterpiece of love, faith, and joy. All bundled together in a bucket of paint to be splattered on a canvass of chaos. Although to many it may not withhold the beauty they seek to buy. We all accept this painting for what it is made of, for we all create our own masterpieces. Its a work of art that cannot be bought or sold, found in no store to browse, and no market to steal. Life is what we make it, and in this world everybody is an artist.
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