It has been awhile since we have communicated, Still I wonder how you are doing? What is happening in your life. And now your Birtday is here. Which means we celabrate your being here. It is also the time of beginings. So I am stopping by to Wish you a great day, Let you know I am still thinking of you.
Because I was just thinking about you, just this momemt. I hope things are goig the way you have hope they would. Anyway I hope you are not feeling to bad. I just wanted to stop by to say hi and I am thinking about you doing this hoildays. What are you up to ? what is going on with , Have painted any new pictures , what sizes are you working on I would ,l ]ove to see more of your art work. And I too too am working a way that I can get even some of my drawning We`ll have a happy Christmas and Great year filled with much prosperity.
I took a real look at your art work and I found myself inspire and traveling on musical notes and mediating near the waters of lotus. I found mysel wisked away to quiet times. I truly enjoyed your work and wondering are you an arcylic or oil artist.
I ask becuse I tend to use arcylics,right now I am back to drawing because of lack of funds. However I should be back home to the arcilyics in Dec. or Jan. Also depending upon my fibromiliar if it is not acting up.
I wasn't looking for it, but some how it came, and found me. Before I had a chance to react, it wrapped it's warmth around me. Like a thief in the night, it has come and gone. I have nothing, but that vision to reflect upon.
Until chance comes again, I'll let my thoughts dance upon the wind. All day long, in my mind, I walk love's lonely street. Like a tired man that longs to sit, but just can't find a seat. Then, there it was again, up ahead, to light my way.
Only to vanish once more, just like all my yesterdays. Until chance comes again, I'll let my thoughts dance upon the wind. I don't know where I'm going, and where I've been isn't much to speak of. I just know my heart is always showing, leading me to some far off love.
Just when I give up the fight. Here it comes to make the bad things good, and the wrong things right. Only to leave me lost and lonely again. Drifting away as my thoughts dance upon the wind.
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Because I was just thinking about you, just this momemt. I hope things are goig the way you have hope they would. Anyway I hope you are not feeling to bad. I just wanted to stop by to say hi and I am thinking about you doing this hoildays. What are you up to ? what is going on with , Have painted any new pictures , what sizes are you working on I would ,l ]ove to see more of your art work. And I too too am working a way that I can get even some of my drawning We`ll have a happy Christmas and Great year filled with much prosperity.
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I truly enjoyed your work and wondering are you an arcylic or oil artist.
I ask becuse I tend to use arcylics,right now I am back to drawing because of lack of funds. However I should be back home to the arcilyics in Dec. or Jan. Also depending upon my fibromiliar if it is not acting up.
I will belooking to see more of your work.
Thank you for the inspiration.
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Before I had a chance to react, it wrapped it's warmth around me.
Like a thief in the night, it has come and gone.
I have nothing, but that vision to reflect upon.
Until chance comes again, I'll let my thoughts dance upon the wind.
All day long, in my mind, I walk love's lonely street.
Like a tired man that longs to sit, but just can't find a seat.
Then, there it was again, up ahead, to light my way.
Only to vanish once more, just like all my yesterdays.
Until chance comes again, I'll let my thoughts dance upon the wind.
I don't know where I'm going, and where I've been isn't much to speak of.
I just know my heart is always showing, leading me to some far off love.
Just when I give up the fight.
Here it comes to make the bad things good, and the wrong things right.
Only to leave me lost and lonely again.
Drifting away as my thoughts dance upon the wind.
It has a name, I think they call it friends.
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