When Santy Claus Forgets

Grieve not my child if Santa Claus

     Should chance to pass you by;

And empty stockings Christmas morn

     Should meet your eager eye.

Poor Santa’s ride is hard and long,

     And he is old and slow,

And might forget a name or two

     Along his route, you know.

He has to hurry very fast,

     So fast he might not leave

A stocking full in every house

     On busy Christmas eve.

And children poorer than yourself

     Might get your presents gay;

But you’ll be glad that they will have

     A happy Christmas day.

    

Sept. 22, 1902