Gorgeous Art Prints for Memorable Individuals

	Red Slippers   Red Slippers Let us tread softly but surely, keeping our own quiet counsel, drawing on our own sound judgement, listening to the voice within our own heart. Listening to ourselves, trusting ourselves, then moving forward, becoming the whole person we were meant to be.
	I dedicated this work to my late husband because of his heroic attitude towards life. It can be given to any "hero". Ulysses Come, my friends, 'tis not too late to seek a newer world. Push off and sitting well in order, smite the sounding furrows, for my purpose holds to sail beyond the sunset and the baths of all the western stars until I die. It may be that the gulfs will wash us down; it may be we shall touch the happy isles and see the great Achilles, whom we knew. Though much is taken, much abides and though we are not now the strength which in old days moved earth and heaven, that which we are, we are. One equal temper of heroic hearts, made weak by time and fate, but strong in will, to strive, to seek, to find and not to yield. Alfred, Lord Tennyson   Ulysses With Skyscape
	Imperfect   Imperfect Beaten by the forces of wind and sand, storm and rain, ravaged by time; yet surprisingly the life-force within me still rises, still looks forward to fragrant blossoms and better times, brilliant sunshine and turquoise skies. Even with my imperfection, with quiet anticipation, I await wondrous sunsets. (Original Words)
	I Never Thought I never thought I would be the one who would remain, Me with my frailty, You with your strength. Now I stand alone, needing to go on with this life by myself, Needing to face all of life's trials by myself, Uncertain, uncomfortable, uneasy about the walk down the path of the future, Sustained only by the fragments of confidence you gave me so long ago.   I Never Thought
	Soar Like An Angel   If you wish to soar like an angel, if you wish to soar to new heights, you must keep your gaze fixed on your goal, spread your wings wide and be prepared to fly.
	Opportunity With knowledge your strength, with wisdom at your right hand, and compassion at your left hand, rise up to the threshold of your life, open the doors wide and welcome Opportunity. (Original Words)   Opportunity
	Steep Narrow Bridge (Upright Flower)   Steep Narrow Bridge These days I walk on a narrow steep bridge between the known past and the unknown future, with no guide or dear companion to hold my hand. The sleekness and lustre of youth are gone, the appetite for adventure has vanished. Alone on this bridge now, without the resilience of my youth to fall back on, my steps are both slow and uncertain. Sometimes the narrow bridge seems to sway, so I observe myself carefully as I go on; I don't want to slip and fall. I walk alone, each foot placed as best as I can, each step taking me farther and farther, from my past, leaving it on the other side, behind me. I cannot see what is at the other end of the bridge: there seems to be  a heavy fog where the future lays . My eyes cannot pierce it; My heart cannot fathom it. But as I come nearer with each step, Perhaps, just perhaps, the sun will break through, burning the fog away, revealing to me, in the distance, a green landscape, one of hope and promise: a sight that I cannot see now from where I stand. (Original Words)
	Song of Life Come, my Friend, let us listen to the Song of Life, an ancient melody, a soulful one-- Resonant notes of hope, pulsating beats of change, Ginger-spiced tones of love, All this sweet rhythm--punctuated by a few cries from the heart. Come, my Friend, take it all in. Listen to, and be part of the song of life. A song renewed with each playing, a song for us. (Original Words)   The Song of Life
	Blessed is the Match   Blessed is the Match Blessed is the Match consumed in kindling flame, Blessed is the flame that burns in the secret fastness of the Heart Blessed is the heart with Strength to stop its beating for Honor's sake, Blessed is the match consumed in kindling flame. Hannah Senesh, national heroine of Israel, written when she was captured behind Nazi enemy lines in World World Two.
	I am not afraid of storms for I am learning how to sail my ship. Louisa May Alcott   Sail My Ship