<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=529163" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Kriss Kringle</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">Just as the moon was fading<br>Amid her misty rings,<br>And every stocking was stuffed<br>With childhood’s precious things,</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Old Kriss Kringle looked around,<br>And saw on the elm-tree bough,<br>High hung, an oriole’s nest,<br>Lonely and empty now.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">“Quite a stocking,” he laughed,<br>“Hung up there on a tree!<br>I didn’t suppose the birds<br>Expected a present from me!”</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Then old Kriss Kringle, who loves<br>A joke as well as the best,<br>Dropped a handful of snowflakes<br>Into the oriole’s empty nest.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Thomas+Bailey+Aldrich">Thomas Bailey Aldrich</a><div class=q> <img src="https://www.citatepedia.ro/g/32share.png" style="float:left" alt="Share"> <script type="text/javascript" src="//s7.addthis.com/js/300/addthis_widget.js#pubid=citatepedia" async="async"></script><div style="display:inline-block" class="addthis_sharing_toolbox" data-url="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=529163" data-title="Kriss Kringle de Thomas Bailey Aldrich" data-description="Just as the moon was fading Amid her misty rings, And every stocking was stuffed With childhood’s precious things, Old Kriss Kringle looked around, And saw on the elm-tree bough, High hung, an oriole’s nest, Lonely and empty now. “Quite a ..."></div> </div> </div>

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