I was wise enough to never grow up
while fooling most people into believing I had
Margaret Meade
Grown ups eat brie on dry little crackers
Kids like grilled cheese on white
Grown ups chase deals, investors and backers
Kids look for hills to fly kites
Grown ups dither over year end balances
Kids write a letter to Nick
It is Christmas- a time for beauty
and wonder
or
just grown up humbug
!
you pick!
For to us a child is born, to us a son is given, and the government will
be on his shoulders. And he will be called Wonderful Counselor, Mighty
God, Everlasting Father, Prince of Peace.
Isaiah 9:6
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