December’s storm of the century…
Birthed a new worldly energy…
Winter’s Tornado could not prevail…
She was born to battle this hell…
He paced to the lyrics of Crazy Train…
Heart beating faster than the rain…
Fear only a young mother can feel…
Yet skin numb to the cold steal…
Skies quiet…
A Mom’s might…
At Dawn’s early light…
Chrystal shined bright…
-Madamchryzl-
“Thank you Mom, I love you, always. You will always be a Cajun Queen.” ❤ Chrystal Dawn
Rhymes, Writings, and Confessions to Small Crimes 
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