A Christmas kiss
Her silent wish
As she stared out at the snow
Twinkling lights
That starry night,
Were the settings for her soul
An Angel blessed
Her holiday dress,
In her hair a crimson bow.
With carols sung
Icicles hung
In the silent candles glow
She closed her eyes
She smiled and sighed
Would he come, her princely Beau
Would he soon kiss
Those waiting lips
And love begin to show
And then a sound
She turns around
It is then she surely knows
A Christmas kiss
No longer wished
Beneath the mistletoe.
Donna Sue Berry
1, December 2003
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