My ideal christmas present would be an infinity portal or gate key back to my home realm. Then I wouldn't have to worry about striving to become an author, I'd need only to talk to the Gods of my realm and ask them for a scribed copy of the world-chronicles, then portal my way back to this land and sell it to make people all like "ooooooo~" "Aaaaaaaah~"

Whether Christmas is covered in snow or filled with golden sunshine,

Whether there are gifts under the tree or none at all,

Through riches and through poverty,

All I ask for, is the forget me nots in my heart to be nutured.

These forget me nots, can only be taken care of with love of someone dear.

Someone who cares for me and doesn’t mind the mess, the mess of dirt and pain, but instead makes me someone better than what I use to be.

I long for the many Christmases that we will spend together.

Through storms and through rainbows,

I hope that myself as well, can help the forget me nots in your heart grow as well,

And in the end, know that it was all worth it and that life wasn’t so bad in the fields of flowers we roam.

The field flowers of love that are forever evergrown.