Green Christmas
December was almost gone... the holidays were here, but looking all around all I saw was green, for down where I live, winter is just a cool breeze. And I thought to my self as I held your hand and we walked, it does not feel like Christmas... there is no nip in the air, there are no white landscapes sprinkled with gold and red, You looked so sad so your hand a little tighter I held. As we walked slowly down its shore it stroke me how calmed the ocean seemed... there was no Christmas spirit... Sign in to see full entry.