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Crystal Freda Jan 2018
Under your arm
I am safe.
Under your arm
is a no fear place.

Beneath your protection
I am secure.
Beneath your protection
everything is pure.

Embraced in your love
every star is in place.
Embraced in your love
feeling the warmth from your face.

Under your wing
nothing can touch me.
Under your wing
cherish ever so softly.
Crystal Freda Jan 2018
A snowy midnight moon
glazes over your window.
Ice cold winds try to breeze in
with a rushing flow.

Peaceful dreams encounter you
with an angel's sweet voice
calming you from the brisk winds
and effecting you to rejoice.

Dreams bringing such positivity
and wondrous light
Glorious stars settle in the skies
for this magical night.

Angels sing such amazing songs
floating in your dreams.
Wings ever so heavenly
like radiant, sparkling beams.

Rest is taken softly
on this chilly Christmas night
where angels are flying
with magic ever so bright.
Crystal Freda Jan 2018
Misty white sprinkles
dance and twirl their way down
on the old, abandoned bridge.
The skies are faded and gray
and the ground wet and umber.
Vibrant lights brighten the dreariness

and fills warmth to the blistering cold.

Christmas enlivens the dead misery

that sometimes embarks on our world.
Crystal Freda Jan 2018
Stirring in our hearts
torrid colors
reeling in our spirits
everlastingly
near an amazing God.
God created
to make us strong.
Healing to the weak.
Crystal Freda Jan 2018
Awoken by the
sun
from a night's peaceful
slumber
Safe in my blankets
under.

Eyes glaze beyond my
window.
Rise of a new
beginning
got me dancing and
singing.

A new day has
begun.
The sun is brightly
shining.
The day is full of
surprises.
Crystal Freda Jan 2018
Every shooting star
is my heart
uplifting so far.
Billions and billions
but I picked you
out of millions.
Twinkle, twinkle
went my heart
with dashes of sprinkles.
The light in your eyes
shimmers as I smile
with the moon rise.
Together under the stars
no starry night
is better than ours.
Crystal Freda Jan 2018
Life can be hard.
All paths are difficult in some way.
Some crooked, straight, or curved
through silent nights and rough days.

It's all about purpose though.
Your path leads you, guides you
to the purpose you were made for
and no matter what will get you through.

Problems don't define you.
You can stand tall
and face the battle
and every single fall.
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