Who am I?

April 11, 2017

There comes a time when some of us ask ourselves a very important question
Who am I?
I am the paint that falls of a paintbrush and onto a fresh easel
I am a leaf blown away by strong mountain winds
I am the pencil that writes the words that will one day be an amazing book
I am Cappucino almond fudge ice cream on a hot summer day
I am the salty air and the warm sand of the beach
I am the descendant of Portugese, Mexicans, Scandinavians, and Hawaiians
I am from me
Who are you?

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