...We wait atop a winding wall of whitewashed stairs. Waiting for the world to wave us off. So we can go wheeling down to the welcoming ground.... by Hyakki-Hikou
Off we go…
Taking worsening steps
Turns to wimpy legs
Tripping over themselves
Wind whistling past
Windpipes turn to wind chimes
Wind begins to whip as we speed up
Stairs begin to whine under our weight
Steps we take in trepidation induce whimpering
Soon the stairs are warbling and the warping.
We washout at the bottom. Our invisible wings drenched in warm wax, or is it the tears of our we
Dear Jack Frost...There is only one thing I want this year,Dear Jack Frost... by Lymacal1
So, please, lend me your ear
I'm not interested in kisses under the mistletoe,
I really just want a ground covered in snow
A white Christmas, my dear Jack, is all that I need,
Not boxes with bows or a Christmas tree;
No, my desire is much simpler,
To give way to a sparkling new year,
Just cover my town with ice and frost,
A gift that really has no real cost.
Because I miss the snowflakes and the biting cold,
This warmth and rain is truly getting old.
So, please, grant my wish this year
And fill my December with holiday cheer.