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Musicmaker1969 
since 2000-06-25
Posts 589Peterborough, Ontario Canada |
Masterpieces aren't just built They take time to refine Slow, with care and gentle touch Defining each new line. Things and people shape our lives Each at a different time Slowly moulding one more part Till it's a perfect line. Some events will cause an edge Sharp and hard to mould Needing extra love and care To soften in the mould. Once we're shaped we're placed in fire Where dirt and grime are cleaned We come out gleaming bright With feelings we are free. A splash of colour, touch of love A final coat of glaze The Masterpiece has come to life And catches people's gaze. The Masterpeice is who you are And who you have become The person you have worked to be And where you have come from. The moulding and the shaping These are events gone by The burning and refining Are times we may have cried. A splash of colour, touch of love The final coat of glaze These are words or true support Of friends throughout the phase. ____ _ | __\_\_o____/_| <[___\_\_-----<----------<[email protected]>< |
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Rupert Evans II Junior Member
since 2000-07-03
Posts 13 |
This was a very good poem. It makes you think about your life and allows you to realize that negative things do happen for a reason. Everything shapes your life in a way that is coherent, a line. Rupert |
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Mark Bohannan Member Rara Avis
since 2000-06-21
Posts 7269In the winds of Cherokee song |
Excellent writing. It is true that our lives are shaped by what we live and you have versed it superbly. |
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CocoBaci Member Elite
since 2000-05-06
Posts 3043 |
Very sweet descriptive and flow of verse Most enjoyable read  Coco |
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nona Member
since 2000-03-03
Posts 139Fla |
WOW Musicmaker...I feel as if I have been Bronzed! You express my thoughts exactly so many people do shape and mold us. We are like putty in some hands, which we must be aware of least, we get misshapened. Looking forward to more. .....................................nona (People come in and out of our life. Some bring happiness, some bring strife Some we remember, some we'd as soon forget Do yo know where you fit?) |
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