Thursday, 17 December 2009


Mistletoe new,
Mistletoe old,
Cut it down
With a knife of gold.

Mistletoe green,
Mistletoe milk,
Let it fall
On a scarf of silk.

Mistletoe from
The Christmas oak,
Keep my house
From lightning stroke.

Guard from thunder
My roof-tree
And any evil
That there be.
- Charles Causley

Today is the first snow of the year here, and it makes me think of catching snowflakes on your eyelashes, holding hands with gloves and mittens on, coming inside dripping with wet crystals, cold noses, rosy cheeks and covering someone with kisses.

The Wise Men's gifts were splendid things,
But it is kisses makes us Kings.
- from The Best Gift by Todd Hamilton

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