It's now 7:45 am, and Santa, I think, just left.
As you see, he's eaten some of the homemade cookies and when I touch the glass, I can feel the warmth of his hands.
Around me I see the stockings hung in the windows with care,
And oops, gotta go, I think I hear the little ones!!!
Merry Christmas!!!!
The official FC Barcelona website. All the latest news about the club's football team and the various sporting sections
The Cat Who Mistakes Me for a Rat
With well-timed precision, just as the cock crows, perched on the top of a wooden fence,
s(he) is ...
The Cat Who Mistakes Me for a Rat
Waiting, and watching,
For no one other, than me.
s(he) is ...
The Cat Who Mistakes Me for a Rat
Waiting, and watching,
For no one other, than me.
Maybe Wool Would Do?
A well-endowed green bush, seen through french doors, stands with pride on a crisp (to me, damn cold) day, where, from nowhere, the color red is peeking through its plump leaves.
Intrigued, I reluctantly and slowly move toward the bush, all the while, my body shivering and my teeth clattering.
And,
As I parted the leaves,
Lo and behold, this beautiful flower smiled back at me.
In less than a 30th of a second, I almost felt warmth.
Intrigued, I reluctantly and slowly move toward the bush, all the while, my body shivering and my teeth clattering.
And,
Maybe Wool Would Do
As I parted the leaves,
Lo and behold, this beautiful flower smiled back at me.
In less than a 30th of a second, I almost felt warmth.
Subscribe to:
Posts (Atom)