When She Smiles
She is sweet as a jujube that one
doling out Christmas cards by the ton
Her colorful clothes are like banners
and she reminds me of a sparkly elf
Wearing cute bows in her hair
she tells ding dong stories of old
A jolly girl that is as bright as can be
I love it when she sits by the Xmas tree
I call her my doppelganger my mini-me
her hair was once gold and now its gray
of those lovely cards, she owns a stack!
when she smiles she doesn't hold back.
Copyright © Mystic Rose Rose | Year Posted 2024
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