This year i'll leave a
breadcrumb trail to where
i've strung up some mistletoe
and see if i'm followed there.
And if christmas eve arrives,
still no one to be found
i'll lure you in with mince pies
and promises of chocolate mounds.
Beneath the green leaf
that love entwines
we'll share our first kiss
in a world of ages gone-
nothing to be lost, nought to miss.
whispered words float out
as icy mist in the air
our hands held together like an angels in prayer
Town bands and Carollers
weave their winter spell
as i waltz with you in the snow,
my love i wish you well.
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