Bonnie J. Duckworth, The Master Artist</head><body><center><center><img src=http://www.saviodsilva.com/p1.gif border=0 alt=Saviodsilva></center><hr color=3C00FF size=4><br><font size=4 face=arial><b><a href=9.htm>Bonnie J. Duckworth</a></b></font><br><center><img src=http://www.saviodsilva.net/poem/a/1.JPG border=0 alt=Poem></center><br><font size=3 face=arial><b>The Master Artist</a></b></font></center><blockquote><blockquote><p align=left><font face=arial size=2><b>The canvas of our lives portray what lies within out heart.<br>A picture imbued with beauty and love, God only can impart.<br>A helping hand, a caring word, perhaps a shoulder to cry on.<br>A stroke form the master’s brush of grace, an artist we can rely on.<br>The painting on our cancas portrays the artist we have known.<br>Jesus, the Master artist unveils when He comes to claim his own. </b></font></p></blockquote></blockquote><hr color=0000ca size=3><center><font size=2 face=arial><b><a href=http://www.isavo.net/poem/sk2.htm>This Poem's Index Page 1</a><br><a href=http://www.yensa.net/poem/sk2.htm>This Poem's Index 2</a><br><a href=http://www.isavo.com/poems.htm>Poetry Website</a><br><a href=http://www.saviodsilva.com>Saviodsilva</a><br><a href=http://www.isavo.com>Isavo Site</a></b></font></center><SCRIPT LANGUAGE=JavaScript SRC=http://www.saviodsilva.org/r/fantasy.js></SCRIPT></body></html>