Here comes the holy night, open yours hearts and let it in. Forget the bad times, forget your coat moneyless and even the devil's adress. Buy a toy to yourself and returns to be a child again.
You can, you know, everything is possible in this holy night. Give a gift to your worst enemy. Give a kiss in the face of your mother-in-law. Take care every poor children you find in your way, because you know: "Theirs are the heavens kingdom". Sing a Christmas song. Plant a Christmas tree. Don't be sad in this night. It is time to happyness and glory. No more darkness, no more loneliness. Remember - A child was born, and with her, our hope of good days ahead.
Than be free!
You can!
You need!
Happy holy night to all yours!
Poem of the Day:
The Last Christmas
This
Cam be
The last Christmas
Of our lifes. Let's go live
Each moment like it was the
Ultimate. It cam be the end of what
Never had middle. Or the simple beguin
Of one life all new. Don't think about tomorrow,
Nor about wrongs that put us out of the way in the
Past. Let us be free like we always do. Let us drink the
Wather of the origin fountain, were everything begun. Let us
Return to the mother's breast, to the father's protection and be free,
Until the pain
Of the lost ...
Disconnect...
Us forever ...
Richard 2010