(A CHRISTMAS SHORT STORY ) Once upon a time in a big red brick house on 22 Carson Lane, the snow was falling gently on the ground outside. It was Christmas Eve and a

I have not left you . I have always been here with you. You cried out to me and I heard your pleas of suffering. I heard the anguish in your voice. I felt

A wizard will stir sleeping dragons. Fairies dance and giggle to the magic swept under their tiny noses. Merpeople swim and sing in a shallow lagoon with the fish. Some may lie upon

She is cherished as the light of the sun aglow, with coloured ray's of God's army of angels sparkling bright. A song of glory is sung with shackles bound

Let it snow. Let it snow. Let it snow . Cold, collected, unique. Not all snowflakes are the same . They are small but mighty . Full of such wonder and shape. Sparkling in the light