A snow-white dhampir, And her crimson jester, Dancing blissfully in their madness... Lovingly bound together, By their unholy Night Mother, Dancing gleefully in their darkness... The Little Lily Dragon, Finding her Fool of Hearts, at last... And the night was theirs to dance.
Dream as if you'll live forever.
Live as if you'll die tomorrow.
Jack Frost travels far and wide,
covers the world in a single stride,
following the morning tide.
Jack Frost turns the world to white,
heralds the winter's come at night,
heralds its cold and gripping might.
Jack Frost nips at nose and ear,
dries the eyes and makes them tear,
but still is kids' happiest time of year.
Sunlight bright, Jack's delight,
it will melt him though…
clouds and snow, to hide he'll go,
Jack Frost creates a landscape scene,
softening all that was ever mean,
as if transferred from a white dream.
Jack Frost obscures window panes,
on houses, cars, and moving trains,
making driving cars almost insane.
And so it goes, when Jack Frost is done,
and we see the bitter winter sun,
we know we're in for winter's run. ~Ronald W. Hull~
An elfish figure from Norway,
Who likes cold, folklore says,
He works magic on cold days,
On the Earth, he has his way.
His Norse name is Jokul Frosti,
Ice on windows he makes lacy,
With ice he makes leaves dressy,
Father Frost makes winter fancy.
In Russia he's Father Frost, a man,
Germany thinks winter is via woman,
Jack Frost, in America, is a man,
Norway's, Jokul Frosti, is Ice Man. ~Terry L. Sledge~
The past is an old armchair in the attic,
the present an ominous ticking sound,
and the future is anybody’s guess.
"I love you more today than yesterday than the last time I was able to tell you so, but not half as much as I will love you tomorrow."
All that is gold does not glitter,
Not all those who wander are lost;
The old that is strong does not wither,
Deep roots are not reached by the frost.
From the ashes a fire shall be woken,
A light from the shadows will spring;
Renewed shall be blade that was broken.
The crownless again shall be king.”
When I said I do, I meant that I will,
'Til the end of all time,
Be faithful and true, devoted to you.
That's what I had in mind, When I said 'I do.'
"Life asked death, why do people love me, but hate you? Death responded, because you're a beautiful lie and I'm a painful truth."