Canvas

by Moonbeam   Mar 4, 2006


Today I drew a canvas of you and me
It is something you will never see
It was drawn in simplier times in life
Pained was my painting of strife
I painted a memory of you
Always my love so warm and true
I hear your echo so soft in the air
But it is a love for you no one will care

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