Under The Mistletoe

Standing beneath the mistletoe Depressed and by myself, Then far away I hear a, "Ho Ho Ho" I wish that I was that happy elf. In the room there are happy faces As they hold onto each other dearly, But, for me there are no embraces Loneliness, I can feel it quite clearly. Standing beneath the mistletoe As this joy arrives this time of year, Santa had made a quick cameo Loneliness again, I begin to feel it clear. I then notice a pretty single Miss As she is carrying a covered plate, I am now prepared for that kiss Maybe, her food is the bait. Standing beneath the mistletoe As I watch the single women pass me by, I feel like the single dot on a domino Or the solitary spot upon a die. Up ahead I now see a blonde I now begin to wet my lips, Maybe upon my wink we'll go one step beyond But, now as I think, she was an eclipse. Randy L. McClave