Artwork of Thomas Kinkade


Upon the shores of Evermore
The skies are deeply blue
The flowers bloom in great display
And gather morning dew

The bluebirds sing a special song
Marked with trills so seldom heard
I strain to hear the golden notes
I guess perfection is the word!

The wind blows gentle breezes
That rarely give a chill
And I can't feel sad or lonely
The day is calm and still

The grass is green and tender
A carpet at my feet
And if someone is passing by
We nod, so pleased to meet

I'll stay here til forever
Passes by my open door
And even then, I'll beg more time
To dwell in Evermore

Karen Shaw Matteson

Whatever course you decide upon,
there is always someone to tell you
that you are wrong. There are
always difficulties arising which
tempt you to believe that your critics
are right. To map out a course of
action and follow it to an end

~ Ralph Waldo Emerson

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