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Roxy

She floats across the floor.
Her red dress flows as the air blows.
A happy yet… sad soul.
Her laughter brings a smile to my face.
The smells of her cooking make me hungry.
She is cool.
She is cold.
She is fire engine red.
She gives quiet hugs.
She likes good songs.
She likes yellow roses.
She likes the bay sunshine.
She loves the bay rains.
I love her.
She is my gram.
She is Roxy.