Corner Pub #2 |
When Daddy Filled the Stockings |
Joyce Johnson
since 2001-03-10
Posts 9912Washington State |
When I learned there was no Santa, I didn't really feel too bad, Except for all those other kids, Who didn't have our loving dad. I didn't tell our daddy, Because he still believed, That it was from old Santa Those presents were received. But he was Santa's helper And when we were off to bed, He stayed up to fill those stockings, Before Santa had visited. I guess he thought that Santa Wouldn't do it right and so, He filled those stockings up himself. First an orange in the toe, Then a wealth of nuts and candy, He put in right to the top. He'd plumb run out of stocking Before it was time to stop. We let him think we were asleep And didn't know he was the one Who filled the stockings for Santa We didn't want to spoil his fun. We would have known Daddy filled it, The bulging sock we were dreaming of, Because along with the nuts and candy, It was so chock full of love. Joyce Dec. 2001. |
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2dalimit Member Elite
since 2000-02-08
Posts 2228Mississippi coast |
I enjoyed your poem. As each of our kids became enlightened, my wife told them to keep the secret alive for the younger ones. She said, “As long as you believe, you too, will receive a gift from Santa.” We all enjoyed this for many years. Thanks. Melton |
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Suzanne Arlene Member
since 2000-10-09
Posts 377Ontario, Canada |
When i was growing up our stockings were always filled with an orange(the big huge navel kind) nuts and candies too.Boy did this bring back many memories for me.Great poem. Thank you for the memories Merry Christmas Suzanne |
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BSC
Moderator
Member Elite
since 2000-02-04
Posts 2919New York, USA |
Ahhhh those Santa Daddy's Joyce ~ This heartwarming piece brought a big smile this morning. Bonnie |
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Solstice Son Member
since 2000-09-19
Posts 469 |
The fifth is my son's birthday..as well as St.Nick's day...I recalled the latter a bit late and at six am rushed out to get the stocking stuffers I needed...true...the day would have gone by without it...but i haven't felt so...joyous...in a long while...your poem caught it perfectly. Thank you Sol " The question shouldn't be...'Why are we here?' but rather 'ARE we here? " |
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Siofra
since 2000-09-28
Posts 551State of Suspended Passion |
Beautiful and sweet. I loved this! I am many. |
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Tramp Poet Senior Member
since 2000-01-06
Posts 754Could Be Anywhere... |
this was a nostalgic treat, Joyce! Tramp Poet: |
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Marge Tindal
since 1999-11-06
Posts 42384Florida's Foreverly Shores |
Joyce~ 'When I learned there was no Santa' NO ! Say it isn't so ... Well ... I still believe ... and this was touchingly nostalgic~ *Hugs* ~*Marge*~ ~*The pen of the poet never runs out of ink, as long as we breathe.*~ |
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wordancer Senior Member
since 2000-07-30
Posts 809VA |
Lovely memories of a simpler time, enjoyed the read. |
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Pilgrimage Member Elite
since 2001-12-04
Posts 3945Texas, USA |
Dear Joyce, I loved this one. It made me kinda weepy, though. Don't know why. I just get weepy sometimes at sweet things. Nan |
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Ethan Halo Senior Member
since 2000-04-28
Posts 793on the roof again |
i was smiling from line one. ua know, i never ha dthings put in my stocking. maybe i'm too young... or maybe it's a west coast thing. our fireplaces are gas operated out here anyways. the stockings aren't really a big deal...decorating the cactus is though. =) hehehe |
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