You're so young.
I know that happiness always comes wrapped with a little bit of melancholy and I'm waiting for the quicksand to get me, but
I'm so glad that life has settled itself right now.
Christmas is my favorite time of year, everyone pours themselves a glass of fresh giving and is able to love even those hearts that are brittle. The salted sky is speckled with reflections from the decorative houses. The Mother's become stressed and the children become weary, the teenagers run wild with plush colored innocence diving to be unwrapped. The older siblings arrive and the old friends. Changes have been made, some yearning to be destructive, some pleading to be celebrated.
Happy Holidays!
I'm so glad that life has settled itself right now.
Christmas is my favorite time of year, everyone pours themselves a glass of fresh giving and is able to love even those hearts that are brittle. The salted sky is speckled with reflections from the decorative houses. The Mother's become stressed and the children become weary, the teenagers run wild with plush colored innocence diving to be unwrapped. The older siblings arrive and the old friends. Changes have been made, some yearning to be destructive, some pleading to be celebrated.
Happy Holidays!