I Saw Mother Kiss the Moonlit Bard

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I crept down the stair on Yuletide night

When the moon was shining bright

Heard a lute by the candle flame

Singing soft and low

Then I peeked behind the pantry door

And I couldn't help but stare

For I saw my mother laughing there

With a wolf at the hearth below

He had fur as grey as winter frost

And a smile both warm and odd

I thought he'd steal our silverware

But instead he bowed and nodded

I saw mother kiss the moonlit bard

By the old Yule fire's glow

She laughed when he let out a howl

Very soft and very low

If father knew what I just saw

He'd drop his cup of ale

I saw mother kiss the moonlit bard

With a tail and fur and tail

He set his lute upon his knee

And sang of snow and cheer

Mother clapped along in time

Said, "Play that one again, my dear"

I hid behind the hanging cloaks

And barely made a sound

As he twirled her once across the floor

With claws still firmly down

Now I know it seems quite strange indeed

And maybe sounds absurd

But he only kissed her on the cheek

When the final note was heard

I saw mother kiss the moonlit bard

Under mistletoe of pine

She said, "It's just a Yuletide song"

And swore she'd crossed no line

Still I swear upon my woolen socks

And every bell I heard

I saw mother kiss the moonlit bard

And the bard was half a wolf

If you ask me what it means at all

I think I've figured out

When the nights grow long and cold and dark

We all need cheer about

And even wolves who roam the wild

Must rest by fire's embrace

So don't be shocked if love appears

In fur or friendly face

Yes I saw mother kiss the moonlit bard

And then he slipped away