The stockings are hung.
Just like in the famous Christmas poem, ‘Twas the Night Before Christmas, by Clement Clarke Moore.
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“The stockings were hung by the chimney with care in hopes that Saint Nicholas soon would be there.”
This is from a blog I created Christmas 2012, wanting to repost and refresh indeed after many requests. After life-experiences, both personally and walking with friends through other situations, I want to expand your thoughts to gift giving in these last moments of the holidays and into goals of changing your giving for the New Year. 643 more words