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An artist has a special eye,
And on God they do rely.
A true talent He has given.
From their soul they are driven.
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To other countries they may fly,
To paint what they see with their artist's eye.
Or they may cross the Arabian Sea,
Just to paint a certain tree.
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The walls of their artist's retreat,
May hold paintings of the elite.
Ladies in bonnets from yesteryear,
Pushing strollers with babes so dear.
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A President's face, or a beggar on the street.
They're all there for you to greet.
Easels, paints, brushes, and more,
A wonderful smell as you walk through the door!
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Beautiful flowers ~ all colors and kinds,
Brings a sweet fragrance to your mind.
Picnics down by the old river mill.
The lady in the boat has much appeal.
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~Yes~
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An artist has a special eye,
And on God they do rely.
A true talent He has given.
From their soul they are driven.
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Melva
5~13~06
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James 1:17
Every good gift and every perfect gift
is from above, and cometh down from
the Father of lights, with whom is no
variableness, neither shadow of turning.
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