The World is my canvas
and I am not the artist.
I am the paint
that streaks across the surface.
My steaks, if I am lucky,
will last forever or...
they will be repainted by someone else
but no matter what
there will still be some spots
of my existence, still here.
It's amazing,
knowing that we are leaving
something on this Earth
no matter what it is...
no matter who does our accomplishes better
no matter if someone tries to paint over us
there will still be some streaks
made by you and me.
So please, try to make them positive.