A Christmas Story

Three trees shivered in the cold moonshine,a date palm,an olive and a dark green pine.They whispered together,saw a light in the sky,paused,secrets forgotten,heard a new baby's cry.They stood in the yard near the child's manger bed.
'What can we give him?' the gentle pine said.The olive gave oil to soothe his small feet.The palm promised dates,all sticky and sweet. 'But what about me?' the poor pine tree cried. 'I can't think of a thing. I've tried and I've tried!'.Hearing her cries all the stars tumbled down to light up her branches like a bright golden crown. Then the pine tree stood tall so the baby could see on that first Christmas Day,his first Christmas tree.