Mistletoe and Secrets – A Christmas Poem — Tales from the mind of Kristian

Mistletoe and Secrets I remember when I was small The mistletoe hung in the hall, I didn’t know what it was for, But I recall clearly what I saw. The family, gathered In fancy dress Would all kiss each other, and to my distress, Would give a secretive, furtive look, when Santa gave me a […]

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Good ol’ Uncle Phil!

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