OK Just to be clear he calls me"kit" and I call him"fox"
The Ever White Tree - Piper’s Xmas Poem - 12/13/20
Green trees cover the field,
Ice covered them like a shield.
A girl with a heart like her hair, gold as a bell,
Walked through the blankets and the massive pine smell.
She spotted a single tree in the sunlight,
Not only the snow was shining with white.
Every leaf and branch as white as the terrain,
The light made it shine like icy dew in a plain.
She went over to get a closer look,
And spotted a boy with a pencil and a book.
The girl walked over and greeted the guy with a smile,
He asked if she’d like to join him, and chill here for a while.
She joined him under the arctic wonder,
Her eyes watched the light bounce around like thunder.
She watched the boy write,
“Tell me, why are you out here in the white?”
“Snow’s a bit boring, cold with no desire,
Why be under this tree when you can be warm by your fire?”
The boy grinned and answered away,
“I’ve only seen this tree appear on this very day.”
“It’s pure white unlike the others.
I’ve looked but it has no sisters or brothers.”
“This one of a kind tree stands happy and pleasant,
and for the first year under this tree sat a present.”
She looked confused and for the present she looked about,
“I don’t understand, what was it? You left that part out.”
He walked over and took her hand,
He poked her forehead so she’d understand.
“Maybe you’d accept mine? I don’t know.
Unlike most gifts I don’t come with a bow.”
The tree’s thin light became wide,
“You need no bow, I like what’s inside.”
The girl smiled brighter than any star,
“I find your present sweet and funny, my arctic fox you are.”
He chuckled, “ I promise to protect you like my kit,”
She covered his coal black hair with snow, “I like the sound of it.”
She ran off with a top speed pace,
He ran after her, he knew she wanted him to give chase.
They walked home hand in hand, out of the sun’s sight,
It awaits their return, hoping their love is as pure as the Ever White.
To satisfy your curiosity, I’ll let you look,
At what the boy was writing in his book.
Your my kit with a heart as golden as a bell,
On this day I hope your year’s work pays off well.
I’m your fox with a will of fire,
To be with you, to be a part of your mischief, something I desire.
Everything about you inspires me, seeing you take life in your own special ways,
Maybe we’ll see an Ever White together, one of these Christmas days.
-Merry Xmas Kit~
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Poésiethese are poems that my bf wrote about me and him that are to good to be hidden
