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Icy wind, like the devil's breath, Darkening skies, no sun to be seen. Birds fly South to avert their death, The midnight frost reflects the starlight's gleam.
On a cold winter morning, I wake with a big smile on my face. It was Christmas morning and it would probably be my last. A girl like me, with a tumor covering half of her brain, is as happy as can be.
So; What did you get for Christmas. A 36" highest quality Samsung TV hey!. Or the newest 4th generation iPad with retina display. A great new laptop - most expensive of course!.
Santa has done well this year. All my nicest thing. My brother had a scaletrix set. My sister a golden ring. My mum she had a cookbook. My dad a triathlon sack. But i only had one thing on my list.
A beloved God father gave a girl a magical toy, From a nutcracker he made her a little soldier boy.
You sit there Your heart beating fast Your hands itching to start You sit there But some are asleep And without them you can't start "Come on, lazy chops" What you'd say won't be so nice But you're...
Christmas is a time when most want to be elsewhere from where they are. #christmas.
Merry Christmas Opuss. Have a very merry time. I hope Santa is good to you, He should be for your rhymes. Be sure to leave a pie or two, Some milk to warm his tum.
You've got to be in bed by eight, Because- well, do you know the date. December twenty fourth, it is, It's Santa Clause's day; it's his. Put the pies and wine out there, Write a letter, show you care.
Hannah bent over to him and grabed him up. "LET ME AT LEAST SIT THERE!" Jamie said through his tears but Hannah cept going she tolk him to the window and they on the window sill.
This is just a little preview of what I plan on continuing. It's a tough story for me to write and I'd like critical feedback on the story. Do you want to read more. Should I stop.
I'm suffering from being over tired, I'm wide awake feeling restless and wired, No counting sheep, No alarm in the morning to bleep, Instead the sound of mum wake up, A lay in.
Bonjour. C'est Dimanche. Hello. It's Sunday. Which means it's time for another diary entry, so: Dear Diary...
One night, the sound of tiny feet,. Padding across the old wood floor,. Their wide eyes filled with the dust of sleep,. A thin blanket shared among amongst the four,.
A stuffed toy one day was made. The maker was happy, It took him so long. The sewing, The finding, The fixing, The stuffing. The generalness it takes. Then once the maker lost his money.
#adventchallenge Mr. Claus, A jolly big fellow, A beard of white, His heart-so mellow. Wears a red coat, The blackest of boots, A buckled belt, Happiness he salutes.
She hugged her knees as she sat slumped under the christmas tree, Ed Sheeran's "Give Me love" playing softly in the background. She hoped for someone to show up.
I have an important job to do All day long and all night too I sprinkle magic all around The Christmas tree is where I'm found Children playing hide and seek Adults retreating, feeling weak I catch...
#adventchallenge Reindeer are the perfect team- Able to pull a sleigh across the sky, Legs galloping, eyes wide open, Following the path of stars up high.
Hello strangers. Well I've had a pants week, but on the mend... at last. So I thought I'd take a time out and check in since the apocalypse didnt happen this morning at 11.11. Ah well...
This isn't about the warm cozy nights. We spend together by the fires light. This isn't about the large Christmas trees. That's covered in lights and in all shades of green.
He came upon the midnight air. That gentle giant in red. His beard all white and snowy. Bringing presents in his stead. Rudolph's in a right old sulk. And won't play the game at all.
#adventchallenge Hang up the stockings Decorate the tree Light the candles It's Christmas Eve. Carrot for Rudolph Whiskey for dad Mince pie for Santa That's all we had.
Christmas without my family again this year not because I'm away fighting for oil or 'justice'. But once again my invitation has been lost in transit don't you hate that.