Tomorrow was Hearth's Warming, and all through the tree,
Not one creature stirred in that library.
The socks had been hung on the one fireplace,
In hopes that the princess would soon show her face.
In his bed sleeping sound was baby dragon Spike,
He was looking forward to tomorrow, the scaled little tyke.
Now I in my covers & Owlowiscious on his perch,
Both settled our brains from a day of research.
When out in the village a ruckus arose,
One that awoke me from my comfy doze.
I arose from my slumber and went to the window,
and looked out on the town that was covered in snow.
The moonlight gleamed bright on our quiet town,
All signs of yesterday the snowfall did drown.
When, what do my wondering eyes soon spy,
But a pure black sleigh pulled by eight pegasi!
The snow started swirling in a blinding typhoon,
And I knew it must be the princess of the moon.
Going into a dive they started their run,
With Luna now shouting the name of each one.
"On Flitter, on Chaser, on Soarin' and Surprise,
On Snowflake, on Rainbow, on Derpy and Blue Skies!
To the top of the branches, to the top of the leaves,
We must visit the house of everypony that believes!"
As she gave her blessings the group did proceed,
Flying low to the snow at a breakneck speed.
They came to my tree and began to ascend,
Complete with Luna and the toys her sister would send.
Though it seemed to take no longer than one sec,
I soon heard their hooves stomping out on my deck.
As I whirled around I saw her hop off her ride,
And grabbing her toys in my place she did stride.
She was dressed in her garb from her hoof to her head,
White fluffy trim with the rest velvet red.
A bundle of toys she'd suspended in the air,
And a smile crept up as she got ready to share.
Her eyes were like pools of the deepest shade of blue,
And only her mane could match that kind of hue.
She had a long face and was lacking her crown,
But her new red cap held even more renown.
Her smile had turned to a full-fledged grin,
And pulling out a ruby she prepared to begin.
She stifled her noise as she gingerly trotted,
Before making sure Spike received the gifts she'd allotted.
Her garb was quite silly and I muffled my laugh,
She was doing all this on the children's behalf.
We did not speak, but that was her choice,
The princess was not known for her softness of voice.
She filled up our socks as quiet as she could,
Before turning to face me right where I stood.
She looked me in the eyes and gave me a wink,
And I knew in that moment that we were in sync.
She flew out to her sleigh and motioned to her team,
And they began flying to keep up Luna's scheme.
But I heard her exclaim, as she prepared to leave,
"Cheers from your princess and merry Hearth's Warming Eve!"