Poetry Explorer- Classic Contemporary Poetry, HANGING THE STOCKINGS, by BURGES JOHNSON


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First Line: Christmas eve! It's christmas eve!
Last Line: Bet to-morrow'll never come!
Subject(s): Children; Christmas; Waiting; Childhood; Nativity, The


Christmas eve! It's Christmas eve!
Supper's cleared away,—
Seems as if I can't believe
That to-day's to-day!
—I don't see a thing, do you,
We can hang a stockin' to?

For a month or just about,
Days would hardly stir,
Though I crossed their places out
On the calendar.
—Pins or nails'll never stick
In this hard old chimney brick.

P'raps as soon as night's begun
He'll come stealing in!
My! It makes the shivers run
Up and down my skin.
—Mayn't I pound a nail up here
In the woorwork, Mother dear?

Daddy's sock'll never do,—
Not a toy would fit.
S'pose we let him stand his shoe
Just in under it?
—There! They're done. I'm sleepy, some.
Bet to-morrow'll never come!





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