One berry
hangs
alone
silently
decomposing
in
a
wilting
wait
of
just
S
u
p
p
o
s
i
n
g
I
hold one
shining berry,
(yes, dear)
&
do
so,
with
hazels
doe-ing
One berry
hangs
where all
other orbs
f e l l,
squashed
between amused
fingers
for
I
wish
upon
just
one
kiss
|
^
/ \
●
that
clearly
lingers
**One
berry hangs on ever green
:) Day 22, The Advent of Yule-Tired Man
A holiday kiss, from an old fashioned girl.
inspired by an Old Custom...
For each kiss beneath the mistletoe,
you should discard one of the berries.
Sweet, eh x