




by SuzEtruscan
Dance in the daylight
sing to the dawn
whisper in darkness
'till all fears be gone
fly in night dreams
where ever your sight
you will find your home.
Suzetruscan
inspired too by Ashley's dance
the continuation of humanity's harmony.




As I entered Heaven's door,
Not by the beauty of it all,
Nor the lights or its decor,
Who made me sputter and gasp--
The thieves, the liars, the sinners,
The alcoholics, the trash.
Who swiped my lunch money twice.
Next to him was my old neighbor
Who never said anything nice.
Was rotting away in hell,
Sitting pretty on cloud nine,
And looking incredibly well.
I would love to hear Your take.
How'd all these sinners get up here?
God must've made a mistake.
So somber? Give me a clue."
No one thought they'd be seeing you."





Paul Smith, the man with extraordinary talent was born in Philadelphia on September 21, 1921 with severe cerebral palsy. Not only had Paul beaten the odds of a life with spastic cerebral palsy, a disability that impeded his speech & mobility but also taught himself
to become a master artist on the typewriter, using only two fingers. As his mastery of the typewriter grew, he developed techniques to create shadings, colors, and textures that made his work resemble pencil or charcoal drawings."
This great man passed away on June 25, 2007, but left behind a collection of his amazing artwork that will be an inspiration for many.
Typewriter Art












































































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Song of Farewell(Taps)













































