A Christmas star

Joan Sieber Ware

In my part of the country, Christmas is the very darkest time of the year. By four in the afternoon our light is nearly gone! That's why the Christmas lights that merrily decorate homes and trees in our neighborhood are so special to me. With each little light glowing warmly from house to house, one can almost forget the blackness even on the darkest and coldest night.

One year a few weeks before Christmas I looked out my front window and saw the most brilliant and perfect Christmas star shining from my neighbor's house. When my daughter told our neighbor how much we enjoyed that star, our neighbor told her that her husband had made it by soldering coat hangers together and carefully taping on more than two hundred tiny lights. That made us appreciate the star even more.

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