tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4950596657345000342009-06-29T08:36:05.349-07:00River Rock Art Paintings, Wall Art Paintings, Arts & Crafts, Painting on Rocks, Rock ArtRiverRock Crittershttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12759263715907460743noreply@blogger.comBlogger143125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-495059665734500034.post-70163298308536641142009-06-27T14:56:00.000-07:002009-06-29T08:36:05.393-07:00

Gone away too soonYou passed from earth to skyYou're a shiny star now In the heavens oh so high. Your fans will truly miss youYour presence here is goneYou'll always live in our heartsThrough all your inspiring songs.You brought our nation togetherWhen times were really hardWe stand together hand in handCelebrating your life with high regard.To mention everything you meant to usWould be a list

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I live among the rocks and sandFar away in regions of arid landMy ears are quite enormous I am toldSix inches long and a sight to beholdThey help me track my preyAn alert me if enemies are at bayI might be small but I’m fast and quickI can dig sand with speed when I kickI travel at night hunting when food is plentyTo find a tasty morsel of insects, rodents,I might find two or maybe even

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Sitting high up in a treeLike a silent ninja looking at meYou are a majestic who dwells in mysteryA creature known in ancient historySo sad little one you are endangeredTo the world you are becoming a strangerDon’t worry though we will protect youEven though you are but a fewSo sit my pretty munching on wild bambooAnd don’t give a thought to who chases youFar in China away from meI understand the

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A warrior maiden from a far away landWell trained with a skill that matches any manShe waves her sword in mighty arcsIf called to fight she is on the markDisciplined in hand and mindShe fights for justice and all mankindThe Sparrow knight is armor strongAbout her poets have written songShe travels lands beyond the seaTo spread the peace is her pleaHigh upon her trusty steedShe goes where she is

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A beauty of nature in every wayNear serene blue water and pondsA vision that swims most everydayWith a quack sound he responds.He primps and cleansParting each feather in betweenA miracle of nature you will agreeHis colors are amazing a sight to seeHe is a blaze of orange, green and redWith bold stripes of black and whiteScattered about his small soft headThey are a natural to this landSomewhere

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As she arises out of the blue seaI hear a voice of beauty call to meThe water soars through space and timeOverflowing with spirit, soul and mindShe smiles gentle with a look of power and mightThe water rages in colors of blue and whiteDolphins dance around her through the nightA miraculous beauty of nature in flightShe talks of miracles and dreams that will come trueShe speaks of friendships old

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As I lay on my pillowI dream and wonder what will beI know there’s something wonderfulThat life has in store for meThere are so many needy peopleAnd I have so much love to giveI would change their life completelyAnd show them how to liveI would be their protectorKeep children from any harmI know they would learn to love meI would be their good luck charmOne day a family will see meIn my kennel

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I live on a farmIn a yellow house with a barnEach morning I wake with the bright of dayI rush to dressSo I could quickly go out to playI chase the chickens around the houseAnd sometimes I even see a field mouseI’m just too small to do the big guy stuffSo I would help my dad if it wasn’t too toughThe best part of the day for meIs petting my horse I call SunnyA carrot or two was his treat from

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In the flower gardenDeep in the brushA fluffy brown rabbitSomewhat in a rushWith beautiful ears so proud and tallHippity Hoppying aroundLike a colorful ballYou weigh seven pounds or maybe aboveBut the more there is, the more to loveThose big brown eyes so curious and alertYour little nose twitches as you dig in the dirtHere and there you’re on the moveA vegetable, a flower you might removeYou are

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He sits curled up in a tiny ballSo cute so soft and so very smallHe sometimes jumps in my dress up shoeThis is my cat that I call BooHe is so playful and oh so quickHe shimmies and staggersThen jumps with a kickHours on end he runs aroundHiding here and thereWaiting to be foundSo much fun to watch all dayHe surly loves to run and playBut when he tires he is oh so cuteYou can sometimes find

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You lookin at meI was quiet as I could beIn the flower garden of colorI notice you are so much tallerI love to roam and rompCheese is what I love to chompHave you seen any aroundThere is none I have foundWe could be great friendsLet’s look around at this endI’m not sure what you eatBut sharing would be a treatSo if your up to helping me my friendI know we will be buddies till the endOh you say

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Toscana is forever and a dayThe beauty of this cityTruly takes my breath awayLovers stroll along the walkWith silent sounds of violinsThe tradition of their musicPlayed in the street from inn to innThe city is busy and friendlyHustle bustle two and froThe Italian cafes with smellsOf delicious food and bread doughIt truly is a happy placeA good meal they embraceFamily and friends come togetherThis

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As I look out in the gardenMy mind starts to wanderWith the flowing rushing waterI can sit for hours and ponderThe world is full of magicAdvanced beyond my yearsNo hopes are ever shattered hereNot even an iridescent tearI dream of places I have never beenSomeday my dream will come trueIn my heart and soul withinI know this to be trueAs I listen to the birds in songAnd watch the rushing

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Listen carefully to the Spirit’s wordOnly with your heart it will be heardA voice speaking to you in the distanceTo help you journey with her assistanceShe speaks loud and boldAnd has wisdom from her ancestors of oldFeel with your heart and you will beholdA beautiful path that is painted goldNow is the time for you to listenAnd signs of the future will unfoldAnyone of evil heartsWill soon this

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My puppy is so cuteHe really brings me joyEverything he touches turns into a toyWe run and play and chase all dayHe always tries to get his wayHe likes to chew on anything newA ball, a bone or even my tennis shoeA puppies love just grows and growsSometimes he’s naughty and has no clueBut I don’t tell mom for if she newShe scold this little puppy of mineI know he would just look down and whineHe’s

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A lovely creature was born on EarthA spotted cat came with beauty at birthThe snow leopard has sung the stars to lifeThe moon the earth walks through his nightHe is strong and fierce as he lives in the wildSince he is rare he keeps himself exiledHunters try as they may to trap and killBut fast and strong he runs with free willHis coat is gray with spots of blackBut if felt in danger he will

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I feel I am a princessSurrounded by beautiful thingsBut I’m really just a farm girlWho works hard in early springI live with mom and dadWho love me oh so muchBut still I dream and wonderOf a fancy life to touchDon’t get me wrong I love my lifeThough simple it may beI am surrounded by so much love and beautySometimes I forget to just be meIts fun to wander through the fieldsAnd tip toe through the

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Hello, my name is Roxie and I really love to playRain or sunshine I will brighten up your dayI’m rolled up in a sausage shape just right for a hugAnd love to scratch my back on my favorite shag rugMy little legs are quite short but still I get aroundI’m really quite a happy soul with energy aboundTwo and Fro and back and forthI can chase you all aroundI tumble and roll in playful joyWith a bark

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I’ve been bred to be a ladySoft and delicate as a flowerI see beauty in my surroundingsAnd can primp and style for hoursI hope to meet a young gentleman one dayThat steals my heart awayA gentle and kind soulThat loves my gentle waysHe must be happy with my styleAnd love me unconditionally with a smileFor our lives must intertwineOur souls will become oneI‘ve been bred to be a ladyAnd a Lady I

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A fish of gold it may be,But it does not seem like a fortune to me.He swims all around his bowl all dayA cute little critter that loves to playHere comes kitty straight awayLooking curiously as if to sayWhy do you swim back and forth all day?I love to swim round and roundAnd every few moments a new friend is foundThey give me food from the top of the bowlI swim, swim around and swallow it wholeI

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This is a Pet Portrait I did of my dog Chipper ( Papillion) who has crossed over to the Rainbow Bridge. Feisty as he was beautiful, he will always be in my heart. This is my dedication to the little companion I was blessed with for thirteen years.Animals teach us in a variety of ways about behavior, habit, and instinct.House pets embody an unconditional love that remains unchanged in the face of

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I’m a Big Girl now and ready to rideA cowgirl of sorts high energy insideMy horse is white and loves me soHe will take me on trails high and lowI know I can ride Mom taught me wellI feel the excitement in me swellI’m a big girl now I shout an yellI tried so hard to mount my horseBut I think he grew to my remorseMaybe tomorrow I’ll be bigger thenWith determination I’ll try againTomorrow will come

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The gentle drafts do lift me high,And I fly height yet again,Into the stars to heavens gate,With Timbre Winds I gently glideOn thermal drafts this flight I take,Will lead me to your side,I perch on top of heavens gate,As timbre Winds blow by,So patiently I do wait,I let out a mournful cry,He hears my call and turns around,A hand to me he lends,I then take flight without a sound,On Silent Wing

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I wish I were a starShining so brightHiding in the blue cloudsI would play all nightI wish I were a flower Happy and gayWhen the wind would blowI would gently swayI wish I were a fishLiving in the deepIn the fresh waterI would jump and leapBut still I am happyThere is a reason to beI am the only one aroundAnd no one can be meA. AgarwalSize: 8 x 10 canvas (not framed)This item sells for

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Between the planes of consciousnessThere lies a place so sweetWhere chocolate bars grow thick on treesAnd children never weepWhere dreams come true most every dayAnd skies are always blueDonald Duck, he lives next doorWith his friend, Winnie The PoohNo need for rules or traffic copsNo jails, no doctors shotsNo illness ever crossed this landNo child has ‘ere got spotsMoms and Dads are always

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