Here is my submission for Get Listed 2014 on the Imaginary Garden. In a way, I attached this story to the previous post that I made earlier, Life Magazine, and could easily be read together. This would be the moral of the story at the end of the rainbow. Enjoy! Happy New Year everyone!
|"A Very Britain New Year" by Christmas Tree Shops|
When the shadows of the distant past travels up your spine
A sort of tingle grips you from the inside out
In an embrace that is both chilling and full of enamor,
But those shadows are just water under the bridge
Because in the rise of an upcoming step towards the future
We have so much steam, and begin to realize that commodity
Doesn't always fit like a glove, but rather falls short
Of what few possibilities that may be in front of our eyes.
Taking opportunity in mid stride is like sitting on the bed,
Dangling your fit off from the edge of a cliff,
And listening to the musical notes of trepidation
Falling upon the floor-boards gentle as a feather.
Look to the horizon for something beyond near sight,
Upon the bridge of your nose, and take a leap.
Only then will you realize that all the shadows behind you
Are just simple patterns on the wallpaper of life.
Here are the words that I used for this Real Toads challenge: music, few, grip, feather, glove, steam, embrace, rise, fall, water, shadow, bed.
Question: No question this time, just a Happy New Year wish from me to you, my readers! :)