In this 1901 poem, excerpted above, a drunk father quickly sobers up on Christmas Eve when he comes home to see his son’s stocking hanging over the chimney and realizes his son’s happiness is ...

This is something done in 4th grade. I saved this for about 30 odd years My son is 41 now! And I plan on wrapping it as an awesome gift." Santa is waiting to hear from your kids, too. Click here ...