A Compliment By Scott L. Samber A single butterfly perched on a blade of grass in a meadow of green, spanning like a sea of hills. A colorless drop of dew beads on the pedal of a rose, almost like time had froze it there
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. A humming bird's wings are barely a blur, yet it hovers back and forth with grace as it drinks the sweet nectar from the flowers. These things have a beauty that can almost be captured by the lends of a camera, or immortalized by the words of a poet, but the beauty you bring to this world is so vast, not your smallest detail can be given it’s just deserves in any picture nor with any words. Only GOD himself could be such an artist, skilled enough to create a masterpiece that enhances us all around you.
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By Scott L. Samber
A single butterfly perched on a blade of grass in a meadow of green,
spanning like a sea of hills.
A colorless drop of dew beads on the pedal of a rose, almost like time had froze it there ... .
A humming bird's wings are barely a blur, yet it hovers back and forth with grace as it drinks the sweet nectar from the flowers.
These things have a beauty that can almost be captured by the lends of a camera,
or immortalized by the words of a poet,
but the beauty you bring to this world is so vast,
not your smallest detail can be given it’s just deserves in any picture nor with any words.
Only GOD himself could be such an artist,
skilled enough to create a masterpiece that enhances us all around you. See More