baby eyes

Seek the wisdom of the ages,                                                                          but look at the world through the eyes of a child.                                                                                                                                                                    Ron Wild

sweet dreams

Dreams are the flowers that bloom in your heart.
Rose dreams are red, like a new valentine.
Violets are blue cause they're sad all the time
Daisy dreams shine like the sun in the park.
Dreams are the flowers that bloom in your heart.

frost

The snow made a perfect frame for this lonely, frosty tree.

 

 

 

 

People never tell of ice
Or the snow that glitters nice
Or of the icy crunchy snow
Of that most people do not know
The crunch that sounds beneath your feet
As your sole and ice compete
When in the morning as you wake
You see a single white snow flake
You look out of the iced window
The look out seems so very low
Because the snow fell all night
It has left behind its sheet of white      

                                                                                                  Helen Windass

santas little helper

The cutest little Santa girl, Agnes, is spreading Christmas cheer on the blog.