• standing here watching it fall,its brilliance never surprises me. The feel the touch of a wonder so simple can become so beutiful. When everything is covered by this white blanket it remains in preserve this beuty we want to feel and touch but we have to preserve for you hear those bells lirycal sound letting you know someone is going to come to town. Kids in there beds everything so quiet. The tension building up within all the children and yet soundly asleep you could hear nothing not even a peep. Then a mirical would happen as forth to all the rest of his children.


    MERRY CHRISTMAS AND HAPPY NEW YEARS! whee