Empty Canvas Poem by JoAnn McGrath
Empty Canvas
Empty Canvas
The Salt Flats hold nothing
to the thoughts that tumbleweed
through my barren and vacant heart
Now lifeless and numb to it's surroundings
Once a canvas full of color and promise
Now so antiquated that the colors
have faded cracked and pealed
Leaving an empty canvas
23 Mar 2008
A touching and poignant poem JoAnn, i know though, this canvas of your heart will be restored to it's original colour and promise! *10plus*! ! Great read, Friend Thad
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4/24/2024 10:46:02 AM # 1.0.0.1119
Cracks can be mended and colours restored, the canvas lovingly is yours... Andy 10