The Christians And The Pagans

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Amber called her uncle, said "We're up here for the holiday,
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Jane and I were having Solstice, now we need a place to stay."
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And her Christ-loving uncle watched his wife hang Mary on a tree,
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He watched his son hang candy canes all made with red dye number three.
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He told his niece, "It's Christmas Eve, I know our life is not your style,"
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She said, "Christmas is like Solstice, and we miss you and it's been awhile,"

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So the Christians and the Pagans sat together at the table,
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Finding faith and common ground the best that they were able,
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And just before the meal was served, hands were held and prayers were said,
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Sending hope for peace on earth  to all their gods and goddesses.

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The food was great, the tree plugged in, the meal had gone without a hitch,
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Till Timmy turned to Amber and said, "Is it true that you're a witch?"
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His mom jumped up and said, "The pies are burning," and she hit the kitchen,
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And it was Jane who spoke, she said, "It's true, your cousin's not a Christian,"
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"But we love trees, we love the snow, the friends we have, the world we share,
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And you find magic from your God, and we find magic everywhere."

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So the Christians and the Pagans sat together at the table,
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Finding faith and common ground the best that they were able,
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And where does magic come from? I think magic's in the learning,
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'Cause now when Christians sit with Pagans only pumpkin pies are burning.

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When Amber tried to do the dishes, her aunt said, "Really, no, don't bother."
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Amber's uncle saw how Amber looked like Tim and like her father.
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He thought about his brother, how they hadn't spoken in a year,
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He thought he'd call him up and say, "It's Christmas and your daughter's here."
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He thought of fathers, sons and brothers, saw his own son tug his sleeve, saying,
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"Can I be a Pagan?" Dad said, "We'll discuss it when they leave."

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So the Christians and the Pagans sat together at the table,
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Finding faith and common ground the best that they were able,
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Lighting trees in darkness, learning new ways from the old, and
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Making sense of history and drawing warmth out of the cold.