You were born curious,
Questioning, vibrant,
Inquisitive and searching,
With an ever-active mind.
Fascination knows your name
You find beauty in nature,
With a passion none can tame,
Imagination, that is pure.
Soothing as the morning mist
You weave the lines you live,
Creating scenes like an artist
Finding joy in what you give.
Days when you were younger
Showed signs of what you'll be.
You were born to be a Writer,
Life in words, painted poetry
Cynthia Buhain-Baello~~~~03.29.15
Artwork: oil painting by Donald Zolan
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