Holiday Greenery
The Cloisters is a special place,
Medieval and austere,
Assembled from five monasteries
Brought from France to here.*
Within its walls are gardens,
All meticulous and neat
And to celebrate the holidays,
There is a special treat:
Swags of greenery and apples
On the lintels, way up high,
Plus so many matching wreaths
You had to smile as you passed by.
Just the perfect touch of festive
For a Middle Ages site,
With no need for glitz and glitter,
An old-fashioned yule delight.
*Washington Heights, in upper Manhattan
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