Poet Owened And Artist Shared.
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Sandra Feldman
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We own the sea,
The moon, the sky,
The clouds that,
Silently go by,
We navigate,
With heart and eye,
And keep on asking,
Always, Why?
What greater pleasure,
Can there be?
Than paint or sing,
All that we see.
A Planet Wondrous,
Beauty shared,
Should be by all,
Enjoyed and cared,
To be a poet,
Artist be,
No greater happiness,
Have we,
Creative Spirit,
Live thee free,
Inspire us,
To better be.
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