A canvass was given to me
one that has already felt the touch
from coarse bristles not of my hand that held it
it was meant to be untouched ere I could touch it
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Life is like a painting.We're the painter and every stroke is our leading path.Great job Elbert!
beautiful can I touch my fingers on your canvas too? awesome write -10 anjali
Every man should have his own canvas, Every man his own thoughts to direct his own destiny. I can't be certain this is at least one message at the heart of this poem, but to be certain these are my own thoughts. Excellent Poem, Instant Favorite.