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Crystal Freda Jan 2018
color of the warmth
of the brushing of the leaves
crushing of harsh winds
blistering at your heart strings
as seasons consistently change
Crystal Freda Jan 2018
Golden colors
emerge with
the breezy weather
amazing wonders.
Leaves fall
and crumble
as you watch them drop
one each after all.
Crystal Freda Jan 2018
Roses unfold
millions and millions
that it seems.
A garden untold
of gorgeous flowers
and petals and leaves.
Red, yellow, and pink
scattered all around,
bright colors welcomed
as you lay and think
while petals settle.
Crystal Freda Jan 2018
Moon sparkles
rising in the sky

A lovely night
to think and ponder
under the silvery moon.

Peace and quiet,
nothing but a calming wind.
Crystal Freda Jan 2018
I will always walk a mile
just to see you smile.
I will always enjoy your embrace
no matter the place.
No matter if the sky is gray or blue
just as long as it is with you.
You will always be my handsome man.
I will always remind you how you are grand.
I appreciate you every day
in every amazing and incredible way.
I wrote this for my boyfriend on his birthday
Crystal Freda Jan 2018
Randy the Robot
was a little robo tot.
He never went anywhere
and he did not think that was fair.

He was stuck in the lab
and he always tried to grab
a toy of some kind
just whatever he could find.

He would start to play
and play and play away.
This would bring him such joy
until his maker would say "This is not a toy!"

Randy felt that he was missing a part.
This part was a heart.
He was curious how it felt to beat
and how it fluttered ever so sweet.

He would ask his maker to make one.
He explained how it would be fun
but his maker would say a lot
that a heart is not made for a robot.

His maker began to see
that Randy was not very happy.
So he made his creation a heart
and how Randy was ready to restart.

Randy opened his robot eyes
and due to a pleasant surprise
Randy's new heart began to beat
and with joy it fluttered ever so sweet.
Crystal Freda Jan 2018
brushing against
the turquoise water
waves stumble back
and forth wetting the white sand
radiant blues reflect off eyes
with the sun's paradise so grand
seas so embellished and feet
can't wait to embrace the water off dry land.
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