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My Hands to Paint

Posted on December 27, 2014 by William Wayne Smith

The colors that fill my eyes are pure. I talk to my friends, but we disagree. In times of conflict, I hold my tongue. Rain falls around us and the answers wash away. I haven’t found anyone to take my … Continue reading →

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Fall Winds

Posted on April 7, 2013 by William Wayne Smith

Where do the autumn winds blow? I love the trees as they dance in the breeze. With the fading colors come thoughts of death. The fluttering leaves remind me of my mortality. Today my colors are orange, yellow and brown. … Continue reading →

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Things I’m Grateful For…

Posted on November 4, 2012 by William Wayne Smith

Things I’m grateful for. Red hair and freckles. People who smile back. Family. Bright colors. Eyes and ears. The letters z and s. Day. White keytags. W. Wayne B.

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An Afternoon Storm

Posted on June 23, 2012 by William Wayne Smith

The storm had passed slowly. The sun set in the clear western sky. Then I saw a brilliant rainbow above. My mood was brightened by the sight. I began to feel my heart warming. I forgot the storm’s fury. The … Continue reading →

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