CHRISTMAS EVE

As though eve sounds like a name,

Let’s dive deeper into her aim.

Because, once upon a time in Eden,

This same name was a mention.

Days, weeks and months may pass,

And once a lad meets a lass,

He calls her to be his.

Especially if she’s still a miss.

She may agree with a kiss,

Or sometimes with a cunning hiss…

Saying, “I’ll think about it”

If you hear her say this,

Then boy, she deems you fit. 

Here comes your Eve:

Not that regular girl…

Who takes no for an answer,

Nor accepting anything meager.

Eve sees you as her sponsor,

Her onetime companion.

She trust to rest on your shoulder,

And you dare not avoid her opinion.

So take note of her anniversaries,

As she jealously fight your adversaries.

She expects you to sacrifice your anger,

Even if she’s wrong, give her a pamper.

Spoiling her with gifts and roses,

As if life is all but rosy.