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Nov 2014
What can be created with the hands being talent
The mold that is silent
Talent being the gift from above
Creativity being everything to think of
Style within the portfolio in mine
Contrast in design with color that is combined
A sculptor being a person who is admired
A portrait of a family member long ago
It tells a story, and follow me in the flow
The portrait being my Grandmother being a strong woman while she lived
She was a woman who had life appreciation and who would give
Her portrait being my own inspiration
My remembrance be her admiration
Every day my talent in my hands
It all came from God’s caravan
I am thankful throughout the land
I am that creator that you see
I am everything that I am supposed to be
My moment in design
My assurance in what can be created coming from thine
Talent among talent
My testimony I just couldn’t keep being silent.
preservationman
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preservationman  New York City
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