It is never about the material things,
the made up holidays.
It is about the sunsets,
the trips, the ocean,
The ocean keeps making waves just for your feet.
The views are already at the top of the hill.
The stars wait for you to gaze at them tonight.
The moon glows and brightens your dark sky.
And I hold your hand and whisper to your ear that
life is knocking on your door today..
Can you hear it?
“Can you come out and play?” Life whispers softly.
“I weaken and perish, I crumble and vanish without you friend.” Life says.
“Play with me today and I will keep us both strong.
Visit with me this year and I will gift you a new life.”
With lots of knock knocks,
PS. Make a snow angel for me today and have the kind of holidays your soul needs. Nothing more, nothing less.