The phone rang deep in the afternoon, bringing news so unexpected.

'What's that you say, a parcel for me?' for third time I repeated

'yes yes that's right' she sighed, getting exasperated

'I can tell you sound more than a little excited!'

 

So off to the post office went I

Walking along and gazing at the sky,

Thinking, curious as to what I might see,

But more curious as to whom the sender might be

 

The parcel across the ocean did fly,

And the little white box on it caught my eye

His name on it slightly blurred and faded

But in my mind was it instantly vividly imprinted

 

Pretty present, (this is true)

brought to my cheeks some colour of pinkish hue

Gloves, a necklace and a photo collection

All steeped with his warmth, thoughts and some affection

 

For a long time had I not smiled so wide,

With little elves dancing around with much delight

Skipping, dancing, shining bright

I think he just made my days and night(s)

 

Oh, just how very sweeeet he is

To melt my heart and fill me with so much bliss

So for this Christmas shall I wish

For no more, save for a kiss? J