The Christmas Tree has taken the place of the altar in too much of our modern Christmas observance.
Some called it a thorn bush. We called it our Christmas Tree.
"Remember, if Christmas isn't found in your heart, you won't find it under the Tree"
"Now I'm an old Christmas Tree, the roots which have died. They just come along while the little needles fall off me replace them with medallions."
It matters not if a tree is green, plastic or aluminum. It only matters that it is decorated with smiles.
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