Does Any Adult Slightly Wonder

The puffy, stomach-fattened mouse is closing in on the ballerina.
They do a pirouette around the stage, and the crowd goes wild,
But silently.  This is an auditorium, and we are taught obedience
By the mere reverent attitude of Nutcrackers past.

But do the children go silently wild?  
Or are they now ripe for a good nightmare?
Are they as enthralled as the adults?
It is a tradition to go wild, because our parents said
It is so, and so it is.

Does any adult ever slightly wonder 
How we would feel, if we ever saw these skating
Mammals in the same room, and they were the
Same size?  If you have ever observed the scary
Quickness of a mouse darting out of a kitchen floor crack,
You might realize that children, who are much smaller
Than this Christmas mouse, might feel intimidated
And fearful after such a show.
Any thinking adult would hope to not see the mouse
And the little girl the same size in real life also.
However, on stage, with the tin soldiers, and the Christmas tree,
We are okay with it

Some of us, not all.
A Christmas ballet, some of us 
See yearly, without thinking of that.
When the children cannot explain their nightmares,
Do we figure out why?
Copyright © | Year Posted 2018

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Kiser Avatar
November 27, 2018 at 9:34 PM
Any mouse in my house, may get adopted. I love animals, period. An excellent question at the end.
Krutsinger Avatar
November 27, 2018 at 10:19 PM
I just want people to be aware there is usually A REASON for the nightmares.
Asbury Avatar
November 25, 2018 at 1:18 PM
Great stuff...I love the Nutcracker and would love to see a BIG mouse in the house. Your imagination tickles me.
Krutsinger Avatar
November 25, 2018 at 3:23 PM
Hilariously me, thinking of you THINKING you want a big giant mouse, until he starts chasing you and your broken toes over chairs, and a kitchen table.
Moore Avatar
November 25, 2018 at 11:43 AM
That is a lot to think about. Nice job
Krutsinger Avatar
November 25, 2018 at 3:23 PM
Thank you, Jay. My child's mind is pretty much having a bunch of fun word-playing on my vacation week.
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