An Old Appalachian Christmas - a poem by Our Millie
Twas the Night before Christmas And up in the holler Grandpa and Grandma Had nary a dollar. The coal stove was glowing They were snug as could be Outside it was snowing And no-one could see If Santy was near On his long winter flight To bring goodies and toys To children that night. Gramps stretched... Sign in to see full entry.