Jingle bells ringing on her lips
chestnuts and kinder punch in little hands
her heart springs in her steps
The faint fragrance of pines at home or
the mulled aroma of tingling fingers, roasted nuts and nutcracker.
She asks, did you smell that Christmas scent?
Comforted the baby has Mary and Joseph
Happy the star shines so bright for them
The song sings in her heart
Papa is Nutcracker Prince
she throws houseshoe at Mouse King
fantasy or real, Papa is her prince
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