What if on the 12th day of Christmas, some girl’s true love gave her a locket?
And what if she lost it?
Here’s what I hope would happen:
I found a locket nestled 'neath a tree. It sparkled, and it twinkled, and it surely winked at me. It looked forlorn, forgotten, skimmed with dew, And I felt an intruder as I wondered what to do. At last I reached and plucked it from the grass. The chain was fragile – I could tell – and had a broken clasp. A lovey heart, engraved on back and front, Showed me it was a gift of love that someone still would want. I opened it with tender, loving care, And found, all safe and snug inside, a single lock of hair. The curly tress was of the darkest brown, And I felt so entranced by this small mystery I'd found. But I was in a quandary what to do: How to locate the rightful owner I had not a clue. Then finally I thought, “I'll advertise, and if the owner sees my ad, there'll be a nice surprise.” I tucked it in my pocket, nice and warm, And, eager to relay my news, I headed quickly home. I couldn't help but sing a little song, So happy I could have a part in helping love along.
As we come to the real close of the Christmas celebration, I hope you and your loved ones have enjoyed a happy, healthy, love-filled holiday season. And may you carry all that happiness, health, and love throughout this new year.