Of Love & Mistletoe
"I've decked the den with palm and scarlet socks,
the tree is radiant with golden glow,
and though I've emptied all our Christmas stock,
I saw no sign of last year's mistletoe."
"Let not your Yule be marred by such a thing:
if we were poor, would not you still be sweet?
The heavens' angels would not cease to sing,
nor would my sentiment for you deplete."
"Perhaps, but surely such a saint astute
perceives the plant as more than just some twig.
Tradition brims within its ivory fruit,
and so I think the plant a sprightly sprig."
"It matters not what couples kiss beneath,
so long as love be what conceives their wreath!"
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