Crystal Midnight

Rookie - 3 Points (May 17 1991 / JC Oregon)

Crystal Midnight Poems

1. Life’s Net 5/25/2009
2. Lord Please 5/25/2009
3. Mirroring The Shades Of Me 5/25/2009
4. Mothers Recognition 5/25/2009
5. Moving Up Scared 5/25/2009
6. My Rhyming Poem 5/25/2009
7. My Shoes And My Duck 5/25/2009
8. Not This Time Will You Win 5/27/2009
9. Simple Kindness 5/27/2009
10. Still Young 5/27/2009
11. The Color Purple 6/2/2009
12. The Game Of Life 6/2/2009
13. The Hand Of Love 6/2/2009
14. The Master Of Death 6/2/2009
15. The Measure Of Men 6/2/2009
16. The Ranchers Ride That Was Given 6/7/2009
17. The True Me 6/7/2009
18. Today’s American 6/7/2009
19. Under An Oak Tree 6/7/2009
20. Wives Pay While Soldiers Lay 6/7/2009
21. Who Is She? 6/9/2009
22. Dreaming 5/25/2009
23. Feelings 5/25/2009
24. Flying 5/25/2009
25. Free But In Prison 5/25/2009
26. Crazy Nights 5/25/2009
27. Empty And Broken Hearted 5/25/2009
28. Every Walk Of Life 5/25/2009
29. I Wish I Was A Donut 5/25/2009
30. I Am 5/25/2009
31. Cost Of Freedom 6/16/2009
32. 6-11 (True Story) 6/12/2009
33. Another Day 5/25/2009
34. Dear Daddy 6/10/2009

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Dear Daddy

No matter how old I get you will still be my Daddy.
The first man I ever loved and,
The one always made me smile and laugh,
Even if I was crying.

I love you Daddy.
I miss you so much some times,
I wonder why you had to go so early,
My life had just begun,
Now more then ever I need you,
I am so stressed out.

Graduation is around the corner and,
You won’t be there to hug me,
Then tell me that you knew I’d make it.
You won’t be there to walk me down the aisle,
Giving me away, too the man of my dreams.
You won’t be there...

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Another Day

The sun is finally shining, warming my skin,
The horses are poking their heads out of the barn,
The snow has lifted, revealing green grass,
The ground still frozen, ice still on the pond,
Playing with the early morning mountain due, in between my fingers,
Off the leaf of a rose bush.

I pluck a flower out of the cold ground,
The sweet innocents of the little pink thing makes me smile,

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