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A Russian Christmas Bell

What is that on Grandma’s tree? The child asked. Was he pointing to the manger, snowman or donkey masked? We finally figured out he meant the Russian Christmas bell. It’s not red and green he said. How on earth did it sell? Christmas comes in all colors, Grandma told the child. It comes in many ways, some rich and thick, others mild. We come to our conclusions in a variety of keen ways. I hope you believe in Christmas until the end of your days.

Copyright © | Year Posted 2021




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Date: 12/24/2021 10:23:00 AM
I do, too. And, just for the record, I still believe in Santa Claus. I don't care what other people say!
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Caren Krutsinger
Date: 12/25/2021 12:52:00 AM
Santa will be swinging by shortly then.

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