Little heart shaped pine wood box, blue velvet all lined and brass hinge and lock.

Her little nimble fingers pop open the pine wood box, her hands are small and quick and clever, as she places in a small loose tooth.

A little tear rolls down her face, and falls upon the velvet box, she hopes and hopes that soon one day.

Her children will wake to her with them, and all the teeth she’d taken from under their pillows and sheets, they’ll smile and laugh and cry and be merry, as she takes them all home finally.