The Stocking 10 Tuesday Dec 2013 Posted by Caro Field in poetry ≈ Leave a comment I may be an adult, but I still love my stocking, To wake up without one would be truly shocking, It really isn’t Santa who delivers, I know, It is my partner, creeping, with a yo-ho-ho! Share this: Click to share on X (Opens in new window) X Click to share on Facebook (Opens in new window) Facebook Click to share on LinkedIn (Opens in new window) LinkedIn Click to email a link to a friend (Opens in new window) Email Click to share on Pinterest (Opens in new window) Pinterest Like Loading...