My own unique poetry take on the song Heat Miser from the classic show ‘The Year Without a Santa Claus‘. Heavily influenced by the wet rain and normally green Christmas’s in the Pacific Northwest. We may not have snow most years but we still have a lot of fun.
Merry Christmas!
There are changes coming my friends. Perhaps some for the better and some for the worse. Who knows?…
down this rabbit hole I run lost in the muted colors of the sun haunted by a past…
Sometime we need to confess our darkness and repent, only then will the cracks appear that will allow…
always reach for the light when lost in the night Christmas spirit abounds deeper magic sounds eternity forever…
What do you need?
