( Last month, I posted a series of photos in Instagram with some pretty well - thought captions. Since I am the type of person who often deletes my instagram posts, I think it would be a good idea to post those mini poems here. So yes, do enjoy my brain children --- if that's even a word --- and I wish you the merriest Christmas of all Christmases and a happy new year! ) 

Once there were three lasses,
One with the thundering laugh, one with the long legs and one with the glasses. 
Together they embark on 25th the day,
'It will be just another one day trip', that's what they say. 
As they board the train, the journey started to look oh so fickle,
Right when the train door was closed they knew that this is the beginning of their Christmas Chronicle.

Our three heroines succeeded in their mission to get by, 
After following the brightest star they arrived at their stop just like the Magi. 
The one with the long legs was too sleepy to greet the others Merry Christmas, 
While the excited little one was fuelled by hugs and kisses. 
Then there is the last one, now without glasses, being a grinch by herself,
Wondering why we should be happy about Christmas when there is no presents to have.

The merriness of Christmas is still floating in the air, 
Sadly it does not affect the grinch, as she continues not to care. 
It is just a mere holiday with an old bearded man and a decorated pine 
Why should a girl with no correlation whatsoever should pay any mind? 
However when she saw the other two humming and chanting the carols, 
She started to think, maybe Christmas is not that bad after all.

At the end of the journey, each of the lost girls gained their own lessons
The little one learned that when one door closes, another opens. 
The tallest one learned that sometimes a disaster is just a blessing in disguise,
and the other one, well she learned that new feelings grow when the old one dies. 
Being able to get lost is an advantage of being young, the three girls knew it too well,
As they conclude their Christmas Chronicles, another story is being written for them to tell.