I wrote this on Рождество Eve last год and I thought I would post it here~ Please enjoy and thank Ты for reading~! -smiles-
Making a dream come true can be hard. There are those who will try to discourage you. Try to hinder или keep Ты from chasing it. However, for a certain unrecognized nation, discouragement and hindrances never stopped him. Peter Kirkland was and is a dream chaser. One who, despite falling down, chases his dream with a willing and determined heart. A determination unrivaled by many. Sitting on the edge of the platform feet dangling off, Peter stared out at sea and into the glistening starry black sky. Hoping, praying that his dream would come true. Gazing at the stars and the listening to the crashing waves below he closed his eyes, a smile forming on his boy-ish features as the image of that wondrous moment when his dream would at last come true came into his mind. The feeling of happiness swelled up within in his heart, making him grin with excitement. Peter would make sure that день would come. That день was going to happen no matter who или what tried to stand in his way. Imagining such a moment, only made him chase his dream harder. Running faster to make it come true. The only thing he wanted most was to become a true country. To break from being a unrecognized nation. To stand on вверх of the world. To stand at the top. To look down on those who had сказал(-а) many times his dream would not and never come true. One день he will Показать them. He will Показать them that even someone as small as him, can become a nation. And a mighty nation at that~
~Dreams can come true~
Making a dream come true can be hard. There are those who will try to discourage you. Try to hinder или keep Ты from chasing it. However, for a certain unrecognized nation, discouragement and hindrances never stopped him. Peter Kirkland was and is a dream chaser. One who, despite falling down, chases his dream with a willing and determined heart. A determination unrivaled by many. Sitting on the edge of the platform feet dangling off, Peter stared out at sea and into the glistening starry black sky. Hoping, praying that his dream would come true. Gazing at the stars and the listening to the crashing waves below he closed his eyes, a smile forming on his boy-ish features as the image of that wondrous moment when his dream would at last come true came into his mind. The feeling of happiness swelled up within in his heart, making him grin with excitement. Peter would make sure that день would come. That день was going to happen no matter who или what tried to stand in his way. Imagining such a moment, only made him chase his dream harder. Running faster to make it come true. The only thing he wanted most was to become a true country. To break from being a unrecognized nation. To stand on вверх of the world. To stand at the top. To look down on those who had сказал(-а) many times his dream would not and never come true. One день he will Показать them. He will Показать them that even someone as small as him, can become a nation. And a mighty nation at that~
~Dreams can come true~