Christmas Love
When all the town was swathed in dark,
she took a walk towards the park,
and sat upon a bench to ponder
the things that made her heart grow fonder.
She smiled at last, despite herself,
and realised she loved an elf;
she'd met him, at the time quite blotto,
and danced with him at Santa's grotto.
So no more Christmases alone -
she smiled, and rang him on her phone...
inspired by picture 4, for Sara's 'Park Bench at Christmas' contest
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