Once i remember a mince pie on the side, some milk and told to hide, the festive spirit will be alive as long as you are, love those around you we live on borrowed time indeed, but times such a complex thing you see and everyone comes to that point at sometimes, you see, so we prapre for the Christmas like it was our last, at least we try, as i feel i can say to you, theres much beauty, in a light or a Christmas tree for you see, look in the mirror you hold the one true beauty, and potential to be…one.