Conversation – 17

Peace Out Peeps! Enjoy your evening and stay safe and warm. ✨✨

Wizards in Winter
Song by Trans-Siberian Orchestra

And so it was in front of this hotel
Our angel did finally arrive
And standing at one corner was a young man
Who caught the angel’s eye
He had a small group of children
Gathered round him there
Who all were quietly listening
Which for children is quite rare
He was telling them christmas tales
And each one brought more children near
Where they nestled round him on those steps
So each word they could clearly hear
He then told them a christmas story
About how all men are brothers
And when that story had ended
The children clamored for another
“where does christmas go
When its day is through?
Where does christmas go, ” they asked,
“and what does christmas do?”
Now children have such simple requests
Their wishes are so small
That the young man saw no reason why
He could not grant them all
They liked his stories so much
They begged him not to let it end
So he told them about the wizards of winter
Whose winter ball they must attend
How these wizards decorated their whole world
With icicles, frost and snow
And how with the dreams of this night beneath it
It all would magically start to glow
And the snow seemed to obey the young man’s every gesture
In the cold december’s air
And as for the wizards’ imperial ball
Well, they were already there

Christmas Canon
Song by Trans-Siberian Orchestra

Merry Christmas
Merry Christmas
Merry Christmas
Merry Christmas
the joy that he brings
(Merry Christmas) the joy that he brings
(Merry Christmas) the joy that he brings
(Merry Christmas) the joy that he brings
This night
We pray
Our lives
Will show
This dream
He had
Each child
Still knows
This night
We pray
Our lives
Will show
This dream
He had
Each child
Still knows
This night
We pray
Our lives
Will show
This dream
He had
Each child
Still knows
This night
We pray
Our lives
Will show
This dream
He had
Each child
Still knows
On this night
On this night
On this very Christmas night
On this night
On this night
On this very Christmas night
On this night
On this night
On this very Christmas night
On this night
On this night
On this very Christmas night
On this night
On this night
On this very Christmas night
On this night
On this night
On this very Christmas night
On this night
On this night
On this very Christmas night
On this night
On this night
On this very Christmas night

Vincent
Song by Don McLean

Starry, starry night
Paint your palette blue and gray
Look out on a summer’s day
With eyes that know the darkness in my soul
Shadows on the hills
Sketch the trees and the daffodils
Catch the breeze and the winter chills
In colors on the snowy, linen land
Now, I understand what you tried to say to me
And how you suffered for your sanity
And how you tried to set them free
They would not listen, they did not know how
Perhaps they’ll listen now
Starry, starry night
Flaming flowers that brightly blaze
Swirling clouds in violet haze
Reflect in Vincent’s eyes of china blue
Colors changing hue
Morning fields of amber grain
Weathered faces lined in pain
Are soothed beneath the artist’s loving hand
Now, I understand, what you tried to say to me
How you suffered for your sanity
How you tried to set them free
They would not listen, they did not know how
Perhaps they’ll listen now
For they could not love you
But still your love was true
And when no hope was left inside
On that starry, starry night
You took your life as lovers often do
But I could have told you, Vincent
This world was never meant for one
As beautiful as you
Starry, starry night
Portraits hung in empty halls
Frameless heads on nameless walls
With eyes that watch the world and can’t forget
Like the strangers that you’ve met
The ragged men in ragged clothes
The silver thorn of bloody rose
Lie crushed and broken on the virgin snow
Now, I think I know what you tried to say to me
How you suffered for your sanity
How you tried to set them free
They would not listen, they’re not listening still
Perhaps they never will

@taci,

I do baking just for hubby now and when the mood strikes me. I have to cook anyway
so sometimes I try my mother’s recipe or my grandmother’s pie recipes. I don’t eat a lot
of sweets I only eat sweets on special occasions hubby does not really have a sweet tooth.
I bake for friends and neighbors I am proud of my skills and I like to share. 😎✨

So that was a Karen who did the deed on the plane I read about that. Holy smoke!

Poppy is doing fine he got a nice new warm bed for Christmas. 😜✨ I hope your son
enjoy the road trip. 😎

@shoelady60,

Very sorry to hear your SIL has Covid I am so tired of this thing. I pray she has a speedy
recovery Oodie gave some good advice on how to handle it. Lady remember last year
when my 14 year old niece had it. I told her to sleep on her stomach and another niece
had it as well I gave them all the same advice and they were back on their feet it took a
minute but they made it. ✨

I love Trans Siberian Orchestra fantastic. 😘💕I know your mother will be tired in a good way.

Enjoy tonight OZ will be in the low 20’s. YIKES!!! 😜

@loaf,

Preach! That was my whole point. I love your grandson he is so funny. ✨✨

Oh, Loaf you are doing a beautiful job posting. Amazing what a new computer can do. 😘😘✨🌹

@loaf,

I am going to this immersive Van Gogh exhibit it will be in my area until February.
I need my Booster shot I think I will make it and I have been reading and talking
to my SIL for months now about this it finally made it to my area which is saying
something. ✨✨

Club Sheba Holiday Edition. ✨