I’m inspired in your ways

You clear my thinking and catch me winking

At your colors so wide and fine they are

Always considering the art as much more

Than just tapestry

I’m smiling in your reason for existence

You leave with traces of passion

And never cease to procure a ration

So many tales and so many sails in the sea

Embarking on new territory

Ever In discovery, tending to mothering a conviction

So true as money is green

So you seem to leave no tone untouched

Your ways seem so much and satisfying

Is how such stories come

Beginning with a front so perceptive

Never rejecting but holding to

A monument so in tune

It becomes a majesty

Of fulfillment.


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