“I’ve learned that life doesn’t stay still—it shifts, softens, and starts again.”
I used to fear change.
The way people drift, the way days fade, the way even joy finds new shapes.
But I’ve come to see that everything—every ending, every bloom—has its own grace.
There were winters in my heart when silence felt heavy.
And springs when I felt reborn, alive again in color and words.
Summer taught me warmth; autumn, the art of letting go.
Each season writes a lesson in me.
Patience. Surrender. Renewal.
I’ve learned that growth isn’t loud—it’s gentle, slow, faithful.
This chapter is for every version of me I’ve outgrown,
and for the one still learning to change with kindness.
Because life, like the seasons, keeps moving—
and I keep learning how to begin again.
The only thing I want to give—
a precious gift no money can buy:
all my love for you this Christmas Eve,
a promise true I’ll never deny.
Distance means nothing when love is real.
Still, I hope Santa hears my wish—
to spend this Christmas holding you near,
for being with you is more than enough;
in your arms, I’ve already found my home.
Santa Claus roaming around,
roaming with his reindeer in the sky;
chiming his bells with a yuletide sound,
leaving children with a cheerful sigh.
Choirs sing carols around the Christmas tree,
silent night is filled with joy and wonder;
the North Star shines so brightly,
as Jack Frost breezes the air with laughter and cheer.
Here comes Santa Claus,
flying across the winter sky;
sliding down chimneys as he goes,
circling the town with a cheerful sigh.
Anxious hearts await his sleigh,
as children open gifts on Christmas Day.
Joy sparkles brightly in his eyes,
and the world is filled with love—
so tender, so kind.
As we reflect on the things we’ve done this Lenten season,
let us embrace the passion of Christ Jesus.
He suffered and died for our sins,
sacrificing Himself to fulfill a prophecy.
Pray and ask for forgiveness—
for God loves us and shows how we are blessed.
And as the Messiah rose on Easter morn,
we thank God, for through Him, new life was born.
Looking at the clear blue ocean,
walking barefoot across white sand;
feeling the waves and the warmth in motion,
escaping the heat as best we can.
Summer girls in bright bikinis,
blow my mind with wild fantasies.
Leaving all your worries behind—just run,
and live it up beneath the summer sun.
Even roses dry out through the seasons,
yet I’ll turn the night into day.
If the eagle follows the wind’s direction,
my feelings will never fade away.
My promise of love for you goes on—
no storm can keep me from loving you.
Hold on to my promise: I’ll never leave;
I’ll dry the tears that make you blue.
I can’t wait to turn another chapter,
to the day when I’ll be with you.
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