The Mistletoe Poem by Tony Adah

A mistletoe is born unseen
In a tree full of verve and bloom
It takes over the bloom
With the roots planted in the bough
Until two flower types fall to the ground
It is derided
But its flowers the sunbirds relish
And the owner of the tree loves
Sunbirds as they chirp and hop
The mistletoe at last is known
To be a medicament
And a panacea to the ailing teeth
Of the tree owner
Who now loves the main tree dead
In a dream to keep his mistletoe.