Saturday, December 24, 2005
The Christmas wish of the voice inside of my head to each and every one of you, our friends.
May the sun caress your face
May the wind dance through your hair
May the songbirds sing your name
May the path beneath your feet
lead you to promised lands
May the clouds carry your imagination
to the happiest horizons
May my outstretched hand
allow you to know
to feel
to realize
that you are never alone.
May the sun caress your face
May the wind dance through your hair
May the songbirds sing your name
May the path beneath your feet
lead you to promised lands
May the clouds carry your imagination
to the happiest horizons
May my outstretched hand
allow you to know
to feel
to realize
that you are never alone.
// posted by sinner @ 9:26 PM 
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