Day Nineteen

From the Christmas tree a little romance cones our way.
Reindeer: I like you a whole watt.
Isaiah: We have great chemis-tree!
After a walk in the starlight, Isaiah knows it’s time to glow.
Reindeer: I will never fir-get you!
Eventually, our camel will be able to lighten up and branch out, but fir now, his heart is far from pine. It just wasn’t orna-meant to be.