Life Is A Canvas
Life is a canvas empty and bare
You are the artist who sits and stares
What will you do with the gifts you've been given?
For your painting's on display before all men
Will you lavish it with love and colors serene
Reflecting the One Who created all things?
Or will it be harsh and cold, black and white
Reflecting a soul lost in the night?
Each day is a gift that comes just once in our lives
Each day is a chance to do what is right
So decide what you'll do with that brush in your hand
For the canvas is yours, to control and command.
Stan Simons ASCAP