Fern Bisel Peat (1893-1971)


Twas Night...The Night before Christmas, 1932
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The children were nestled all snug in their beds
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 I sprang from my bed to see what was the matter...
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 He whistled and shouted and called them by name...
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 With a little old driver, so lively and quick...
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He had a broad face, and a round belly...
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Soon gave me know I had nothing to dread...
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 His clothes were all tarnished with ashes and soot...

His doll little mouth was drawn up like a bow...


And to All a Goodnight...

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