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Sep 2010
She painted in awe slowly
With anticipation waking to
The beauty of colors.

The sky turns to blue, the
Sun a bright yellow.
The lady in white sitting
On the rock.

Listening to the birds sing
High in the trees, swaying
In the breeze.

She painted a mural on the wall
For the world to see.
Written by
Kathi Truscott
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   Ayesha Khan and R Julleitta
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