With radiance of a sun
crystal like an ice,
Conspicuous to those
with or without both eyes…
Innocent and tender
well wrapped in my hands
Till you get satisfied,
I will have no crumbs
The rains, winds, snows and
thunders may come as storms
Wherever you go
fairweather must conform…
In my eyes, you stay little
hope you were told,
The gods respects
the rare beauty you behold
Like ice on a cake, things you
touch will turn to gold.
Vinzpoetry 
Sweet
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Thank you Ruchi!!!
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Hi Hazel
Thanks for the follow
I just realised my days are determined and lead down paths from the feedback by my readers and followers around the world, like you. So thanks for the input.
All your comments and feedback encourage (greatly), uplift and even inspire me to follow “this road less travelled”.
I love my days “interacting with you’ guys and gals’ (and anything else in these PC * days-very)”
“waking up sleepy-head” craig
“the world’s fourth worst writer”
see
https://johnsphotopics.wordpress.com/2016/01/09/why-im-only-the-worlds-fourth-worst-writer/
and
* and definitely NOT a police constable)
Still
“Driven to uplift, encourage and (perhaps even) inspire”
https://craigsquotes.files.wordpress.com/2017/10/path-emerson.jpg?w=605&h=454
…”of chaos” (in the “real world”, so says “the nurse”)
Together, one mind, one soul, one life, one small step at a time, let’s plant seeds of hope, then march together towards a better future…a far brighter tomorrow
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How sweet this Baby is!
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Thank you ma!
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