We’re taking down our Christmas tree cause holidays are done. Tomorrow is a school day which means I won’t have fun. I won’t be watching Christmas shows. I won’t be sleeping late. I won’t be eating candy canes. My days won’t feel that great. I hope the time won’t be too long. I hope theContinue reading “Next Christmas”
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Regrets
Last night I just couldn’t get to sleep. I tossed and turned all night, cause Santa Claus is coming soon, which fills me with great fright. You see, I’ve done some things this year that now — I sure regret, and thinking of those things I’ve done is making me now fret. I think I’llContinue reading “Regrets”
