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Seasons Greetings and Happy New Year!
Seasons are changing, in a treamendous way!
Days are cold, The nights freezing,
Like a droplete of water, life is frozen.
Held in a stacis, for you, time stands still.
The snow is perfect and gleeming in the light of the day,
Lightly sprinkled of a dormant tree, so beautiful.
A sight You have seen, brings you into a new light.
You travled along a path,finding your way.
Reality begins to flow, through your thick and clouded mind.
A beconing of a new day calls, a New Year full of new days,
just waiting to be lived, in new ways .
Can you help me live my life,
be my friend and never lie?
To trust with my life, my childs?
To be true and honest, and have an open heart...
An open mind, to what life is and isnt
the limits of happiness.
Is there any?
Given the way
do you desire?
is there real love?
fake love?
do we know what love truely is?
Does it drift through your mind?
It's quiet, My child is asleep?
Silence at last, what sweet music to my ears.
silence alominating the room, sounds drifting about.
Sweetly sleeping, soundlessly liying there,
A life I made, she came from me an Angel who richened my life.
Giving me the Honor of loving and caring for her.
She is mine My Angel/ Devil, How I love her so
Seasons are changing, in a treamendous way!
Days are cold, The nights freezing,
Like a droplete of water, life is frozen.
Held in a stacis, for you, time stands still.
The snow is perfect and gleeming in the light of the day,
Lightly sprinkled of a dormant tree, so beautiful.
A sight You have seen, brings you into a new light.
You travled along a path,finding your way.
Reality begins to flow, through your thick and clouded mind.
A beconing of a new day calls, a New Year full of new days,
just waiting to be lived, in new ways .
Can you help me live my life,
be my friend and never lie?
To trust with my life, my childs?
To be true and honest, and have an open heart...
An open mind, to what life is and isnt
the limits of happiness.
Is there any?
Given the way
do you desire?
is there real love?
fake love?
do we know what love truely is?
Does it drift through your mind?
It's quiet, My child is asleep?
Silence at last, what sweet music to my ears.
silence alominating the room, sounds drifting about.
Sweetly sleeping, soundlessly liying there,
A life I made, she came from me an Angel who richened my life.
Giving me the Honor of loving and caring for her.
She is mine My Angel/ Devil, How I love her so