lets go somewhere else
in the year 2050, santa claus will be reduced to a simple joke
used to ridicule the grandparents of toddlers and teens.
they wont know the magic of hoping to hear his sleigh bells jingling on christmas eve night.
they wont have the pleasure of anxiously setting out homemade cookies for him before bed.
in a world where everyone, even young, will forget the meaning of the spirit of christmas,
we'll be the ones in nostalgic revery sighing, "those were the days.."
and we'll sit and wonder where innocence went.
what needs to happen: christmas shop for family, finish unfinished business, settle
i must be out of the dorm by 5:00pm tuesday. so tomorrow will be a rushed one.
im to stay with my parents for a few weeks, where the only warm place in the entire house is the bathroom.
used to ridicule the grandparents of toddlers and teens.
they wont know the magic of hoping to hear his sleigh bells jingling on christmas eve night.
they wont have the pleasure of anxiously setting out homemade cookies for him before bed.
in a world where everyone, even young, will forget the meaning of the spirit of christmas,
we'll be the ones in nostalgic revery sighing, "those were the days.."
and we'll sit and wonder where innocence went.
what needs to happen: christmas shop for family, finish unfinished business, settle
i must be out of the dorm by 5:00pm tuesday. so tomorrow will be a rushed one.
im to stay with my parents for a few weeks, where the only warm place in the entire house is the bathroom.