Unpredictable, life is a chaotic circus. An omnipresent black cloud, disappointment

gives the heart a reason to lament instead of trust Jesus. Stranger in the mirror,

daughter of darkness, start to feel less whole again. There is a hole in the world

tonight. Happiness is temporary in this disarray, black and blue fray. Goodbye,

sweet grace, beautiful smiling face. Fragile infant innocence, Christmas bliss

leaves us with false hope.