My christmas wish

All I want for christmas is a changing view

Not just in our words

But in all we do

Like no christmas sock will ever be made by a child

And the christmas tree for thousands of years

Will still grow wild

And our christmas roast had a good life from the start

For all animals are precious and should be

Treated with a caring heart

That every child can wake up safe in their beds

With no worries just happy memories

Stuck in their heads

That a parent will let the alcoholic eggnog be

So there be no scared and hurting children

Just a jolly house to see

That there are presents for every child on earth

It doesn't matter what your precondition are

It cant decide a humans worth

This is what I want for christmas put under my tree

For our christmas wishes are also

Someone we should strive to be

Kom til meg

I mitt hjerte finnes en skog
som stadig vokser seg stor
Her vrimler det yrende liv
av planter og dyr
av bekker som klukker
og myrer som sukker

I mitt hjerte finnes en skog
og aller dypest inne er det et tre
Her sitter en spraglende fugl
som synger om skogens liv
og trofast holder den styr
på alle skogens ulike eventyr

Den synger en svak melodi
mens natten glir stille forbi
Se, skogen rører på seg
den rister av seg sitt kalde teppe
av vinteren som kom for en stund
mens sommeren tok seg en blund.

Fuglen letter og flyr for å se
på det som var og det som er borte
Skogen som våkner på nytt
tiden er inne for morgengry
en sommeren er igjen på vei
så kom og bli med i skogen hos meg

Perfect

Perfect houses, perfect scores
Perfect life’s, I do ignore
But deep inside I know the truth
I am my failures now, and in my youth

I am the shadow with no crown
I am the dwelling, and a long gone town
I am a place you once drove by
Still living there and wondering why

Perfect never got to me
For I am just an ordinary simplicity

Perfect jobs and perfect style
For you it only was a shortcut while
You just stood there, aced it all
But I am still standing here, little and small

But still you judge, for I could have overcome
All the failures I have become
All my lacking lays with me
I am the creator of my own reality

But how can I create without the proper tools
How can one become from none, to no more fools
Do you really think I choose to be this way
That all my failures was particular choice in my everyday

And are my failures mine alone
Our are they outcomes of the life we won
I do not know if I reflect your judging truth
But I am something more than no bedazzling youth

I am my life, the one I got
I am never no one, I am not
I am like you a product from my lived and won past
Even though yours is perfect and mine the outcast

For I am not perfect, I am my failures as you see
But this I rather be
Then all the perfect you cast your way
At least my failures enlights my way

For a life of perfect never guarantee
A happy life you see
But I promise this to you
I would never judge your failures, or your moments lack of glee
For I have learned life is never and will never be the illusion of perfectly

Fluen

De to følgende diktene om fluen er laget av mine to nydelig barn <3



Fluen

Fluen flyr og flyr og stopper aldri.
Tenk om jeg var en flue,
tror du jeg hadde flydd og flydd og aldri stoppet?

-Laget av Aurora Sæthre Frøholm


Fluen

Det var en gang en flue
som ble smekket av en fluesmekker.

- Laget av Alexander Sæthre Frøholm

How does one know

So how does one know for certain that love is about to start

And how does love choose its players, like a perfect piece of art

Is it with a feeling that this story needs now to begin

And do the players know they're playing from within

How can one know the feeling love gives is quite for real

That all you ever wanted is in this single deal

Is it in the way one walks and talks about it in a day

Or is it in the silent language we cast each others play

How can we know it's love when there's no rules hanging on the wall

And yet what we know is that it can someway find a way to all

And then it's like a well kept secret that urges us to be told

For in those magic words our part will then unfold

For you're like a piece of art standing on my scene

and I'm mesmerized staring at your marvel of a screen

The role you play is stuck with me, it can never disappear

And it clings to us like light and fluffy air

And love doesn't choose us for us beauty neither for our youth

Its built upon the hearts that are longing for its truth

So does it really matter how our play once came to start

For all love ever need was your living, breathing heart

Lost

When did it start within
when did our dance begin

was it in the morning light

As the sun was rising to the sky
or the black of night
when the night swarms flew quickly by

I cannot tell the time, for I am lost in its sea
I dwell in this hour, lost beyond me

All that exit now is a naked heart that’s me
For I’m changed, I am new
Your touch set me free
And all that I can do is to coexist with you

I am but lost, still it’s all I want it to be
lost beyond reason, lost beyond me

It doesn't even matter when it all supposed to start
not now, not then, not at all
says my pulsing heart
So vulnerable and small

My heart, long lost in the deep of your sea
Its swallowed all my senses, a price paid willingly


 

 

Sonett: Alderdom

Å være trøtt og sliten i kroppen min

Å finne glede ved regn på kinnet

Å være glad er å holde hånden din

Å finne  glede beriker sinnet

Jeg er aleine med min tanke

Jeg er her enda for en liten stund

Jeg kan fortelle hver vemodstanke

Hvis du vil lytte til min gamle munn

En dag vil du være trøtt og sliten

En dag vil du finne de gleder små

En dag vil du bli puslete og liten

Og undrende se fra den gang til nå

Så når regnet faller kan du forstå

at store tanker er så bittesmå

I should be

I am who I am,

though I often feel like I should be.

Something so much greater then the one you`re left too see.

I wish I be that painting hanging on the wall,

the one with the mighty dragon protecting big and small.

Or maybe I should be a golden statue of a girl in spring,

that always keep on smiling

no matter what her day may bring.

But I am often neither,

brave or glad.

And often I feel quite opposite,

more cowardly and sad.

But one thing that I know,

always will be true.

I am utterly and endlessly in love with you

Real life

I once was told
That I must be old
To understand real life
Then the years past by
And there was I
Standing at a still
For neither was I brighter or wiser at my will

Though I tried to study life in all
The puzzle was still there
Challenging and making my utterly despair

Then suddenly, it dawned on me
For my thoughts was the simple key
For life is this, as it came to be
Here on this place called earth
I would not have existed here
If it wasn't for my birth

So to understand real life is to simply see
The understanding lies in that I once became a me

The spaces of our heart

At times our hearts can feel so lonely

Like someone’s not around

And you looking for the only

That someone to be found

But then one day I did discovered

Its not loneliness we might feel

But something more profounding

Something just as real

For our hearts have many spaces

Some big and some are small

It gives room for different people

Both the short once and the tall

And all these spaces has its stories

For they all has its own person to behold

But at times our hearts grows bigger

It’s the beauty of a heart I’m told

And in this change we find confusion

Misinterpret as a lonely heart

But instead it’s more like a pressing feel

When a new love is about to start.

Your beauty

Your beauty is not form from your reflection

Neither from the glances that are cast your way

For those eyes that look upon you

Never saw the beauty in your day

For you are more than your reflection

You're your kindness and your smile

You're your laughter in the morning

And your tears that's running wild

You're your wickedness that haunts me

You're the rosy skin that heats my night

You're the song that can't be written

For no words can form your light

And in a day I see true beauty

Standing by my side

For no first impression or no mirror

Can show all the beauty that you hide

For you're your beauty

Your true self

And if one saw you in your day

They then would know true beauty

Should be looked on just this way

Bildene

Jeg er bildene som sitter igjen
Hvert eneste et
Jeg er bildene som skal komme
Hvert eneste et

Jeg er dem alle

På godt og på vondt
De vakre og de dårlige
De kjedelige og spennende
De er sin egen styrke, sin egen svakhet
De bærer sitt eget håp og sin egen tro

De er alt 
Ingen av dem er endret, kan endres

Men allikevel er de akkurat som de skal være

Akkurat riktig
Selv fulle av feil
Av unøyaktighet
Av riper

Og alle bildene fortjener
Å bli studert
Å bli godtatt 


For de er det kjæreste jeg har,
Akkurat som dine bør være det kjæreste for deg.


For det er gjennom bildene,  mening kan skapes
For gjennom dem vises det menneske du er
For gjennom dem dannes en historie

Som bare er min, helt ekte.
Som bare er min, helt unik. 
Som bare er mine, hvert eneste et.

A moment

For a moment, it felt a brief one

All I thought about was you

And in my moment, I was distant

Nothing hurt and all was true

But then I realised I was seeing

Something other than was there

Something that had been hiding

And in my moment I had forgot that I should care

For I was blinded beyond my reasons

I was blinded with myself, the one with you still here

And it makes fictions into knowledge

And then knowledge into lies I thought were true, I swear

And I might have thought I could avoid it

But I was blinded by the truth

For when it comes along and chose to finds us

We are bond to be smitten by its youth

And no one has or ever will control it

It's nothing one can really do

Just have to stand there and be hopeful

That it sticks around a while with you

For love has never had a purpose, not a single one

It just comes whenever it is ready

But it only takes a brief moment to be gone

Her man

So there he stood almighty shining brightly on his way.

And everyone that saw him, said he was worthy of their stay.

He lifted doors and build them houses.

He even rescued all their cats.

But she filled the house with love.

And mended all their scratch.

He walked the world with confidence and pride was his alone.

For man could never fail when he did it on his own.

He smiled and talked for hours of all the wonders he could do.

She stood behind and listened, even though she made her wonders to.

And she walked the steps behind him trying to look small.

So all the others could see her man so mighty and so tall.

But had they stopped a second, to see the shadow standing there.

They would have seen her whisper loving words into the man´s ear.

And maybe they would´ve notice how she squeezed his hand with pride.

For all she ever wanted was to see the man smiling by her side.

Even though he never recognized her.

Never put her in his praise.

Or mention her at dinner.

And gave her all his grace.

It doesn't mean she wasn't as worthy as he.

It doesn't mean she isn't as good to be.

For every girl makes just as much wonders on their way.

And all their voice´s has just as much important words to say.

So I will raise my glass at dinner especially for you, my shadow friend,

For all the women of the world but also every man.

And let us all understand and recognise the power the equality brings

It gives our world more wonders, so that it someday can grow wings.

I am

I am but a soul lost at sea

I am but a light burning to be

I am like a butterfly rising high

I am like the snow melted away

I am but a part of past stories I've told

I am but a part of the future I hold

I am but a part of the present I face

I am but a part of my inner built space

I am just myself, my own person

I am myself, the only version

For there is no other than me

This version I'll always be

For I am my own soul

My soul is me

Mine tårer

Mitt smil og min latter kan alle få se,

de deles og gis en bit av meg med.

Men mine tårer er kun for de som er nær,

for i dem vises så mye av den jeg egentlig er.

I dem ligger hjerte sårbart og redd,

og deler mine følelser over alt som har skjedd.

I dem ligger drømmer som minner,

og passer på at de gode aldri forsvinner.

Kanskje en dag du vil dele drømmer med meg,

og jeg vil vise mine tårer bare til deg.

Det å elske stopper aldri

Det å elske stopper aldri

Det er en del av

den jeg var

den jeg er

den jeg en dag blir

Fordi du var her

Fordi du gikk her

sammen med meg

vet jeg at

 i dag

 i morgen

er du borte

men jeg stopper aldri å elske

Forglem meg ei

En gang var det jeg som blåste på såret ditt,

du som for alltid bor dypt inni hjerte mitt.

Jeg visste hvor smilet og latteren din lå

og hvilken kronglete vei du valgte å gå.

Å når du var trist, sint eller lei,

elsket jeg uansett hele deg.

Du må ikke glemme alt det jeg engang var

den du kjente er nå alt det jeg har.

For selv har jeg glemt både minner og år

og du er nå den som må blåse på sår.

Nå er det du som må finne mitt smil,

du som må gå tankefull mil etter mil.

Å se min tårer som jeg ikke får frem

og forstå når jeg skriker at jeg ikke er slem.

For jeg er her ennå, kanskje litt puslete, redd og så liten,

men hjerte mitt banker selv om jeg er ganske sliten.

Nå er det min tur å hvile på deg,

være mine øyne og vis meg min vei.

Hør mine lyder og forstå den smerten som er her, 

for jeg har miste meg selv, og den jeg egentlig er.

Så lov meg, forglem meg ei,

 å la meg få leve dypt inni hjerte hos deg.

Deg

Tenker på deg.
Flyter oppover mot taket
og videre opp mot den blå himmelen.

Minnes lukten av deg.
En berusende lukt av noe kjært,
noe tett inntil meg.

Hører lyden av deg.
En lyd som bare du lager,
bare dine skritt er akkurat så tung og lett på en gang.

Ser deg komme mot meg.
Øyne møtes,
blikket holdes i et bånd av løfter.

Føler deg nær meg
Kjenner hårene reise seg på armen,
mens rødmen brer seg i huden.

Smaker på følelsene.
En smak som er helt unik,
en smak av bare deg.

Quote

A heart that is given in the truest belief,
doesn't make a remedy to avoid pain or grief.
So always cherish the hearts that are given to you,
for in them lies dreams of possibility of what one can do.