Friend or Foe
there is a parasite amoung us that hides most of the year
once the temperature starts falling as does the leaves its there
right in our sight but out of our reach
so many stories on how it came about
some thought it brought fertility and others protection
it brought death to a Norse god
when all other plants are dying its thriving and even blooms
I am of course talking about mistletoe
every year I hope to find some low enough to gather myself
but more often than not I have to buy some from someone
how wonderful to have this little parasite hanging around demanding a kiss
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