I Have A Canvas In My Life, Upon Which Others Paint
"There are so many little things in life,
simple things, really,
that hardly anyone would consider earth-shattering
or of much value for very long...
Things that are taken for granted so much,
but things that mean so very much
to the person who understands
the value and the beauty
of the many small acts of others,
and appreciates the thoughts, the kindnesses,
the tiny acts of friendship...
These are all strokes of paint on the canvas of our lives,
and the various swirls, depth of feeling and visually pleasing concert of colors....
they are all, together, a broad picture of the whole of life.
One life, many, it doesn't matter, really.
What matters is that the persons holding the brush,
" the many persons holding the brush,
for turns are taken at that,"
are doing what they can to paint warmth and happiness
into the lives of others.
Today I received a marble in the mail,
and that was the latest brush stroke on my personal canvas,
and I treasure that bit of happiness.
Everyone should have such a canvas in their life.
I am honored by the brush strokes of those I know."
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