Friday, 25 March 2016

Voices in the Park

The street was a dark, unhappy place, until one magical night came and changed everything.  What had been a boring red sky with a city full of rubbish below it became full of stars and a precious dark colour with no more rubbish on the ground. Where there had been a poor Santa supporting his wife and millions of kids there was no more poor Santa he was now dancing.  He was the Santa Claus jumping about enjoying the night.  What had been paintings that were always sad and would never smile suddenly just came to life and started dancing very romantically with a real big smile. This boring sadness would never happen again.

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