Friday, 10 September 2021

I WATCHED A SNOW FLAKE MELT

Chestnuts roasting in the fire

The smell of cinnamon in the air

I watched a snow flake melt

On her beautiful auburn hair

As we held hands in the soft light

Of the Christmas candle glow

And I kissed my first love

Beneath a sprig of mistletoe

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