Crystal so gentle,
with ocean blue eyes...

I sit on my porch and look at the sky,
I see the simmering dots that float there...

Life is a book with everyones stories
sometimes its long and never ends...

I love your fuzzy tail
and cute little ears...

My angel has white feet
her steps are light and graceful...

It has been broken, mended, and broken again
How many times can an object be broken and mended...