Gathering
'Round the Holiday Tree
There
are those who say,
In
these times of holiday,
That
all trees which shine
Are
only Christmas divine.
They
protest to share
All
the decorated glare
With
whom believe not
The
Christmas tale they were taught.
Which
of the magi
Was
the tree-toting wise guy?
Did
a shepherd haul
The
tree to the scene natal?
Maybe
I have missed
That
gift on the baby's list,
But
it's likely true
That
elsewhere this folklore grew.
Evergreen
brings life
Inside
through the winter strife.
Pagans
sought its charm
To
help them feel safe and warm.
As
the sun climbs back
From
the deep point on its track,
The
memory of spring
To
those fragrant boughs does cling.
Christians
it deplored
As
a mockery of their Lord.
Many
centuries passed
Ere
with Christmas it was cast.
With
food, ball, and light
They
covered that borrowed sight.
Not in manger born,
But
from ancient customs torn.
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