Abigail Crouch Poet I do not know?

The Radio I Love

oh my wonderful radio
 that when i turn on blasts our colors
bigger then the rain bow that came after the storm
 with your words crisper then a fresh apple
but also when i turn you on you give me a steady heartbeat 
you have the emotions of a teenage girl
but the mind of a teenage boy
with your pace some times slower then a slow steady stream
but beats faster then a race horse
then the boring classes you call commercials arise
oh radio you are the light of my life 
you have a personality of dances never really the same 
but the inspiration brings you pain
with songs of the past bringing up pictured memories 
you are the warm summer light
the dance down by the river 
you are my wonderful radio

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Jan Allison May 6, 2015 at 3:43 PM Really enjoyed your write I can relate to it totally - I put on the radio followed by the kettle - have to have it on from the moment I get up :-) Hugs Jan xx