ow-paneWhere a garden of new frost-flowers hadbloomed While he on his bed had lain. Then he tenderly took up his empty sock, And quietly sat awhile,-Holding it fast, and eying it With his innocent, trusting smile. I am tired of waiting, he said at last; I think I will go and meetMy prettv mamma,… … My stocking is full to the top, kind sir. And where are you going, you dear little man? They called to him as he passed; 86 THE GIFT THAT NONE COULD SEE That empty stocking why do you holdIn your little hand so fast ? Then he looked at them with his honest eyes, And answered sturdily : My stocking…
Children's poetry · Children's poetry -- 1897
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