Early Christmas Morning by Mary B. Peck

Four little feet pattering on the floor,
Two tangled curly heads peeping at the door,
Hear the merry laughter, happy childish roar,
Early Christmas morning.

Two little stockings full of sweets and toys,
Everything charming for little girls and boys.
How could they help, then, making such a noise?
Early Christmas morning.

Down beside the stockings many gifts were spread
Dollies, drums, a cradle and a brand new sled.
“Haven’t we too many?” little Nellie said,
Early Christmas morning.

Four little bare feet on the sidewalk cold,
Two little faces with want and hunger old
Peeping through the window where those gifts unrolled,
Early Christmas morning.

“Yes,” says John to Nellie, as he spied the two,
“We’ve so many presents, tell you what we’ll do
I’ll give half of mine away. Now, dear Nell, will you?”
Early Christmas morning.

Two little famished ones in the house were called,
Favors heaped upon them till they stood enthralled.
Was not this the angel’s song, “Peace, good-will to all?”
Early Christmas morning.