WHAT POLLY FOUND IN HER STOCKING
by: Louisa May Alcott (1832-1888)
- ITH the
first pale glimmer,
- Of the morning red,
- Polly woke delighted
- And flew out of bed.
- To the door she hurried,
- Never stopped for clothes,
- Though Jack Frost's cold fingers
- Nipt her little toes.
- There it hung! the stocking,
- Long and blue and full;
- Down it quickly tumbled
- With a hasty pull.
- Back she capered, laughing,
- Happy little Polly;
- For from out the stocking
- Stared a splendid dolly!
- Next, what most she wanted,
- In a golden nut,
- With a shining thimble,
- Scissors that would cut;
- Then a book all pictures,
- "Children in the Wood."
- And some scarlet mittens
- Like her scarlet hood.
- Next a charming jump-rope,
- New and white and strong;
- (Little Polly's stocking
- Though small was very long,)
- In the heel she fumbled,
- "Something soft and warm,"
- A rainbow ball of worsted
- Which could do no harm.
- In the foot came bon-bons,
- In the toe a ring,
- And some seeds of mignonette
- Ready for the spring.
- There she sat at daylight
- Hugging close dear dolly;
- Eating, looking, laughing,
- Happy little Polly!
"What Polly Found in her Stocking"
is reprinted from Merry's Museum, December 1867. |
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