The fresh smell of toasting,
Of bubbles filling the air,
Saturates the heart with golden lights.
Frost frost fire fire
I slide and watch my step,
I see the crystals shine
In this early morning
And Xmas comes in.
A fire gives its first sparks
In that moment of ice age
Melting the fear away
leaving feathery ashes of love.
Inquisitory eyes
Alone and defenceless you stared
At my grey hair and at my accurate collection of personal answers.
I never felt more responsible and judged,
By a young pinky face full of fear
For a world she did Not and could not grasp.
The moment we committed to each other,
To a daily hunt
For your best future.
You are Always special
Look around and find another you,
Through the fog of strong opinions
and dressed-up egos.
This endless search points you back
To your chest with a thick finger.
Your unique nature is evident to everybody,
Your road has signs you stick in the ground
With your energy.
Even in this lazy today.
