An Extra Special Christmas Stocking Day
One hung stocking overflows
with a child’s treasury of
brightly colored gumdrops and
hard, sweet-filled candies.
Sugar cookies peek out from
the top of my treat-filled sock:
angels, stars, wreathes and snowmen
painted with frosting!
Catching my attention is
a movement from a stocking
beneath the tree, and I hear
a wonderful sound.
A whiskered face emerges
with a tiny meow and
staring - wide-eyed - right at me . . . .
The best gift ever!
By Andrea Dietrich
Written November 6, 2011
For Russell Sivey's
Christmas Stockings Tribute Poetry Contest
Copyright © Andrea Dietrich | Year Posted 2011
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