Heavenly, oh sweet pleasures
I have found little happy things.
They are so heavenly
like the lights on the christmas tree
Everybody's free to have a little peace
finding that order in chaos
standing up only to sit again
brother or sister
Well let's end the hurting
I really have nothing to say. Do I ever? Reading more and more Journals. Lots to read....It will eat you up and spit you out as bones.
Snow laden city
by mother nature
angels imprints left
little children's laughter
trees covered in sparkles
Carollers lining the streets
Mounds on the Boulevard
People dance cheek to cheek
Pretty baubles, best intentions
Soft fallen flakes
Pack them tighter
virgin quality to horizon
stuck out tongue
enjoy the magic
hot cup o cocoa
LA lady will ne'er see
With her pretty eyes
This enjoyment
of dancing on bleached ground
I feel sorry who have missed it
the fluffy stuff
that is made of dreams
whipped raindrops
turned cold mirages
wear a scarf
couchtop snuggle
fireside chatting
chestnuts crackling
say good-bye to yesterday
resolutions of another year
gifts given from heart
violins playing
a hot toddy
your hand in my hand
love each other
the happy season
of things oft forgot.
I have found little happy things.
They are so heavenly
like the lights on the christmas tree
Everybody's free to have a little peace
finding that order in chaos
standing up only to sit again
brother or sister
Well let's end the hurting
I really have nothing to say. Do I ever? Reading more and more Journals. Lots to read....It will eat you up and spit you out as bones.
Snow laden city
by mother nature
angels imprints left
little children's laughter
trees covered in sparkles
Carollers lining the streets
Mounds on the Boulevard
People dance cheek to cheek
Pretty baubles, best intentions
Soft fallen flakes
Pack them tighter
virgin quality to horizon
stuck out tongue
enjoy the magic
hot cup o cocoa
LA lady will ne'er see
With her pretty eyes
This enjoyment
of dancing on bleached ground
I feel sorry who have missed it
the fluffy stuff
that is made of dreams
whipped raindrops
turned cold mirages
wear a scarf
couchtop snuggle
fireside chatting
chestnuts crackling
say good-bye to yesterday
resolutions of another year
gifts given from heart
violins playing
a hot toddy
your hand in my hand
love each other
the happy season
of things oft forgot.
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anabel:
awh, thanks so much for the comment in my journal. i really feel like he was attacking me and about something that isn't really relevent to the thread at all -- i only brought it up b/c someone else mentioned firefighters and cops.
anabel:
i usually stay off the boards because people there tend to attack and it's not worth it. i've flagged him and if he does anything else i'll be sure to let the staff know. his journal is scary and no-one should ever post another person's personal name, address and DOB on the internet. he's a freak.