A Kiss Under the Mistletoe

You saw me from across the room beside an open door. Your smile erased all of my gloom and touched me to the core. The mistletoe tied in a bow, your kiss that caused my cheeks to glow! The mistletoe, the mistletoe, sweet start of something soon to grow. . . Then on a most romantic ride as we sat hand in hand, you asked me if I'd be your bride in Winter's Wonderland. The one-horse sleigh took us away where snow swirled down, then gleaming lay. The one-horse sleigh, the one-horse sleigh! My fondest dream took hold that day. We snuggle by a crackling fire here at the winter's end. No other lover could inspire me more than my best friend. The warm fireplace, your angel face which softly now my fingers trace! The warm fireplace, the warm fireplace shows love aglow as we embrace. *This is actually called a Trijan Refrain, but it's very similar to quatrains. 11/26/13 for Rhonda Johnson-Saunders Kiss Under the Mistletoe Poetry Contest.