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They ask, they laugh, they talk behind my back. 'why do you love that bear so?' they say. 'my memories are mine, not yours or theirs. Not to be shared. But mine.' I reply.
#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.
When I was a child, Life was new When I was a child, I always made it through When I was a child, things seemed easy When I was a child, beauty was a day that was bright and breezy When I was a...
Around this time of year; December. I often miss the little girl who'd wake up at 5 in the morning. Quietly tip-toeing towards the living area. Trying to see if Santa has came yet.
I'm one proud mum,. The nativity's done,. Watching Bryn do his play,. I'm such a proud mummy today,. He was a market trader,. He told me he was Darth Vader,. He had a line to say,.
Like a snowflake, I'm unique. Totally different, from all I meet. As I land, I blend in with the rest. A population of snowiness. Each with their own destination. Rolled up to make a ice white person.
Dasher and. Dancer and. Prancer and. Vixen. Comet and. Cupid and. Donner and. Blitzen. Rudolph and. Santa and. All of the elves. Teddies and. Merchandise. Lining the shelves. Stockings. Hanging.
#adventchallenge #nativity I saw my lad in his first nativity play, 20 three year olds what more can I say. Twas dead cute watching them sing Busting their moves, Shaking bells jingling.
Dedicated to my dad not that I have the courage to say all of this to him. Maybe it is too late.
The striped bear, Worn from hugs. Now he lies there, Discarded in between rugs. The dog eared book, Read, re read and read. Food stains all over, From reading when fed.
The storm , unexpectedly, came crashing in, And I was born, into love, yes, into poverty, certainly, but into, Happiness.
#adventchallenge There's nothing quite so shitty, As year 1 nativity, But I love it all the same. The old school piano, Kids sick and yellow, Carols cheesy and lame.
My innocent, carefree mind crumbles away unrelated to the fact I watch my dog sleep soundly in her basked beside the kitchen table in front of the radiator.
When I was a small child. I always used to sing. My favourite place. Was on my swing. I would sit for hours. With the sun over high. Daydream with songs. The world floated by. I would charge 10 pence.
Think back to the time when you were four. When the thought Santa excited you more. With just the thought of him at your door. You'd stay up until your eyes were sore.
#adventchallenge My dad was a baker He made the bread dough We lived above the bakery Mum & Dad with me and bro We moved to a bigger house But dad still baked the bread He'd bring home lots of...
#opussweeklychallenge. My favourite ever gift. Was a stocking filler, small. It didn't need a plug. Or any batteries at all. I'd woken in the morning. (Santa was my mum). I'd usually join the others.
"It's here. It's here!" I hear my sister shout I ask her what's up and she says look out.
#adventchallenge. Snow fell from the sky,. In a cold January morning,. People check the school website,. Just as the day is dawning,. To see if the snow was bad,. Enough to snow people in,.
#adventchallenge. #snow. Snowflakes falling a gentle drift of white,. Making the sky glow an orange hue at night,. Silently falling whilst we sleep,. Waking up to snow that's almost knee deep,.
Open up your calendar. A snowman wrapped inside. You look out of your window. And glow with pure pride. Out there stands a snowman. Tall and well-shaped he is. Your pride and excitement.
Snow, snow, snow, Christmas is coming near, Santa's sleigh you might hear. Snow, snow, snow, Winter wind blowing me away, Snow angels, in the snow they lay.
Inspired by 'The Box' by @deviltortoise -------------------- You just sit there all day, Looking cute, cuddly, happy But, My old teddy bear, Only we know where we've been What we've done And what...
This is one that I wrote in honor of my youngest brother and the many times he's been in trouble. My mother told me "Child, you must come in and go to bed.