Paint and Brushes

When I'm sad, my depression sinking in
paint and brushes become my best friend
dots and strokes, black is my color
pouring out my soul

poem by Dagmar Wilson
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Remember, it's Me

When raindrops touching your lips
remember, it's me giving you a kiss

When the wind is blowing thru your hair
remember, it's me playing with it

When your eyes are wet
remember, it's me wiping your tears

When the sun tickles and make you smile
remember, it's me telling a joke

When your hand are wet
remember it's me watering the plants

When your body is all relaxed
remember, it's me rocking you to sleep

When you cover yourself with a blanket
remember, it's me keeping you warm

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poem by Dagmar Wilson
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