It’s amazing (at least to us) to think that this is the fifth Christmas Question of the Day has been under the tree or in the stocking.
It’s a day off for the whole Western world -- and that includes us! So we’ll leave you, till tomorrow, with the following poem, with appreciation for (and apologies to) the British poet Edgar Guest:
We’re all at our finest at this time of year. We’re almost what we should be when Christmas is near. We think more of others than the eleven months before, And the joy on children’s faces is a bliss worth spending for. We’re less selfish people than at any other time. When the Christmas spirit rules us, we come close to the sublime.
