“He who has not Christmas in his heart will never find it under a tree.” ―Roy L. Smith
*P.S. That’s our tree for Christmas 2018. Can you find my ornament? Where and what is it?
We make a living by what we get, but we make a life by what we give. – Norman MacEwan
“To appreciate the beauty of a snowflake it is necessary to stand out in the cold.” – Aristotle
I remember nights that seemed only for me.
Everything still, silent…time fixed.
I sat by shore, lost in its wake.
Watched as mossy moorings danced in captivate.
The moonlight stretched my little port, reaching for tomorrow,
maybe running from yesterday.
A lull of loneliness, like a blanket.
Protects me from exposure.
Suspended in salty bliss,
I bid good morn to the sun.
Kindness is like snow, it beautifies everything it covers. – Kahlil Gibran
Wintery winds howl,
calling a bluff.
The sky’s story turns dark,
when only halfway.
Each of my breaths,
more and more breath.
They followed in dance,
but leave me too.
To chase drifts that whistle,
and those raw gales…
God, to the bone.
The forest taunts,
I hear the scratching.
Slowing motion, I’m straight into fear,
hopeless and alone.
I beg the moon a bond.