17 December, 2017
S stands for stockings we hang up so high.
A is for all we get if we don’t cry.
N is for nobody he will pass by.
T is for to-morrow, the day we eat pie.
A stands for at last old Santa is nigh.
C for the children who love him so well.
L for the little girl, his name she can spell.
A stands for apples so rosy and red.
U is for us as we wait for his sled.
S stands for Santa Claus, who comes in
the night when we are tucked up in
bed with our eyes closed so tight
A Christmas poem
written
by W.S.C.