Christ-Mas --- girl with baby

In the mist of mess, a child was born
A child of hope,  of love, and of joy !

In the mist of mess, a young angel lives
with the beauty of an angel but also the sadness
of despair

She does not know that it takes the mess to make her grow

In the mist of mess  she must grow
she knows that it takes 2 to tangle and
being single she must mingle, those are her words

Mingle with sadness
Mingle with selfishness
Mingle with lies and deciet
It would all be a bad reciept !

In the mist of mess  she can find rest
Its her choice rest or more mess

Her choice of hope, love and joy
Or lies, doubt and deceit

In the mist of mess  there is in the air
" Despair" that inner confusion, disillusions,
 Illusions of grandeur  and an un-quieted mind

In the mist of mess  there is also tranquility,
Integrity,honesty,loyalty and all without hostility

since it takes 2 to tangle, love begets love
Misery find company and an angel waits for what ?

In the mist of mess there is always 2 like the father and the son
The sun and the heat, the giver and the reciever

In the mist of mess will the one rise or fall ?

May love surround her togive her a fighting chance !

May joy fill her heart and let her know the right choice is not the lying friuts of deciet  but of honesty

Let love  fill her heart  with joy and be thankful always.

Tis-the season for joy !