December

December, everything prepared, everything total alive... From December everything so expected, May all hope come true... December we dream , and we live less... but waiting , we peek less... we practice joy, we develop less sadness... we live fantasy not realities... Until peace, one day visit us... Pleasure is further in sight.... ! December is party on the floor, in the sky... in the air we breathe... But then January arrives and, nothing renewed at all... Nothing changes at all... But we still believe... One day that everything will be different... !