James Krawczyk Poems

Asian eyes are watching me as I sit beneath a banyan tree
Watching as I sip fresh coconut water
Watching as the sea rolls in and the gulls fly by
Oh, those Asian eyes burn deep within my soul from my head to my toe
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In the beloved country of Vietnam there was a pond filled with so many stones.
Some were just plain, others were beautiful and there were gem stones all mixed together.
One day, I put my hand into that pond and touched many stones. One stone felt perfect in the palm of my hand, so I picked that stone. It was a diamond, a ruby, an emerald and a sapphire all in one. There wasn't another stone like it in the whole pond. So I named it Thủy
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