Mistletoe

There is no more
Mistletoe to stand under
It and catch a kiss

It’s always good to forgive
To laugh , with love on the
Trees ,

It’ is that time to put lots of love
Wrapped up in a box under
the Christmas Tree,

Wish we could rejoice for
Once. A year, no war no
More people on boats , coming
Over to feel safe, leaving their
identity behind

Love and laughter wrapped in a box
Is not always for Christmas time, wish
That standing under a under every tree there
Is kiss for all, all year round,

For world peace is wish for the universe
And o more wars