Last December

Once upon a time in December......... No;........ Let the records show...... Last December............ I Alas Jane Potter had gone insane And so the stories Dime your lights And close the binds Listen to the dead of night Look to the stars and wait Sliver and gold And rose colored boats Ride in the night sky An abyss of mysterious events Are about to occur As the snow falls you drift to sleep But sleep you shell not Slowly you ride in between the unknown A world where honey is red And the houses are small Where the stars seem to falling Where the water sparkles......endlessly! The people here have wings And some houses in trees Glitter and magic With a little bit of faith Is all it takes to believe Last December I Alas Jane Potter Went insane and I loved it And I shall agian Next December when winter comes to vist. My fairy tale in December.