Lucky's p.o.v
Winter's blessings, an internal eternal downpour. Late night
rhythm and blues, lamentations. Birthday wishes, one big epic
snowfall, pieces of my ice cream cake. Wake me up inside,
illuminating light, star of Bethlehem. The nativity speaks of
hope in the aftermath of tragedy. Sweet noel, a red bloody
newborn Christmas baby. I discover wisdom and freedom in
the kingdom of heaven. Shutdown, the church's doors are now closed.
I wonder where on earth is your heart? Saying goodbye is bittersweet, but I know it doesn't
mark the end of us. Independent, you fly on one broken wing these days. We all are lonely scattered
souls in the end. Is this a good or bad thing? You leave my heart hanging and bleeding for an eternity.
Finally wide awake, I see your true colors. A new year comes and I worry about the past anymore.
A gift of sacrifice, learning to carry on without you. Time only knows if we will ever encounter each other again.
I still wish you goodluck anyway.