It was in a little garden in the village of Bethlehem, many and many a year ago, that four scarlet poppies stood side by side and swayed gently back and forth upon their slim green stalks in the soft afternoon wind. "How beautiful you are!" said the little girl, whose name was Naomi, and who was eight years old.…
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