Wonder of Stockings
Stockings hung early
Part of the Christmas décor
Mesmerized, I’d sit
Santa, please, no nuts and fruit
Oranges take so much space
Eyes wide with wonder
Always some speculation
Stocking touched each day
Empty until Christmas morn
Suspense was overwhelming
Perhaps a yo-yo
Homemade goodies from Ma Clause
Treats tasty and sweet
Maybe a harmonica
So Dad could give me lessons
One more thing, Santa,
Jingle your bells; wake me up
So I can serve you
Milk and cookies I helped bake
And see if my horse arrived
*Every year I asked for a horse, but apparently they don’t fare well in cities. Santa never responded to that request. LOL
Written November 5, 2011, by Carolyn Devonshire for Russell’s “Christmas Stocking Tribute” contest
Copyright © Carolyn Devonshire | Year Posted 2011
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