The Painting
It was quiet there, in the early morning sun,
A light breeze drifting across the lake
Carrying fragrant wisps of evergreens
Stirring memories of long ago!
Lost in my solitude, and the wonder
Of all that surrounded me,
Quill in hand, words flowed like water!
My thoughts carried me
As my spirit soared!
I sensed your presence,
Your soul and mine connected,
It was that “sister” thing!
That awareness,
When we feel each other’s essence!
You were watching me,
And I knew you heard my thoughts!
It was one of those rare moments,
When we catch a glimpse
Of a precious memory in the making!
You sat down beside me,
And I welcomed your warm embrace!
A gifted artist, you seized that moment
And inspiration became timeless,
At your talented hand!
And as I stare at your masterpiece,
I see love in every stroke of your brush!
Your painting is a treasure I will cherish,
Until all that is left
Is a faded canvas,
A portrait of two sisters,
Kindred spirits, souls destined
To be together for all eternity!
© Annabel Sheila
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I love you.
Maggie
Be always safe,
Karen
Your friend, Mark
Ron
GOD BLESS YOU
TONY
Sheila
and you an amazing writer..Two souls destined to be together for all eternity..yes indeed!
Peace, love and light
Amber "V"