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| WELCOME PAINTINGS POETRY |
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| Here we are proudly showing our trophies won for the second year for showing our paintings in competition |
| Drycreek park. |
| Stampfalls. |
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| Sproatlake. |
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| Greatcentral lake. |
| Mother, daughter, and granddaughter at an art excibit. |
| THE PROMISE OF THE ARTIST. by Thea van Doorn. Give me a pencil, Giveme some oils, Give me a canvas, Give me a brush. I'll use my soul, I'll use my mind, I'll use my hands, I'll use my eyes. You will get beauty, You will get heart, You will get Peace, You will get Art. |
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| Misty morning. |
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| Mountain creek. |
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| Snowy mountains. |
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| Sun on the lake. |
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| Kennedy lake |
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| Sun in the woods. |
| Oservation by Thea van doorn, On a mountain high I stand, Oh, what beauty in this land. A clear blue sky above, In flight a silver dove. Was that an owl's lonely cry? A butterfly just flew by, Hush, don't make a sound See who lies there on the ground. A lovely fawn in the sun, Mother nudging, wanting fun. Com along my trusty friend , Time on the mountain you must spend. |
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| Waterfall. by Thea van Doorn Waterfall,,so pure and clean, Sometimesblue, sometimes green, Flowing past the mountains high, Oh your beauty makes me sigh. Always rushing day and night, Sometimes calm, sometimes bright, Past hemlock,fir, and cedar tree, To them a shiny mirror be. You are beauty, you are joy, with birds and leafs you toy, Hurry, hurry, you must hurry, To the sea,....Not to worry. Sweet music to my ears you bring, As you take away life's sting, To the ocean you will travel, And yet , you leave me never. |
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