This morning, my pumkins eagerly awaiting Samhain,
looking up at me with those innocent eyes pleading,
(and I quote) "Are we there yet?, are we there yet?"
I felt so deeply for them. For their innocence will only last less than one week. Soon enough, their childlike play will morphe into mastery of the wicked Jack-O-Lantern!!!!!!!
Lucky, these gourds of mine. Unlike many of their friends, They will experience their glory in the depths of two days rather than one. For their powers will be worshiped on my birthday as well which is the day before. Two days of sheer pleasure they will endure. I hope they will be well prepared. I will do my best.
Love,
***Seraphim***
looking up at me with those innocent eyes pleading,
(and I quote) "Are we there yet?, are we there yet?"
I felt so deeply for them. For their innocence will only last less than one week. Soon enough, their childlike play will morphe into mastery of the wicked Jack-O-Lantern!!!!!!!
Lucky, these gourds of mine. Unlike many of their friends, They will experience their glory in the depths of two days rather than one. For their powers will be worshiped on my birthday as well which is the day before. Two days of sheer pleasure they will endure. I hope they will be well prepared. I will do my best.
Love,
***Seraphim***
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Hearing the pulsating ripples undulating from here to there...
,a seraphim giggle within the pools echoing without then within
happy birthday!