This is a story set at Christmas time. It begins in a forest with a winter storm blowing through the bare branches of trees. Only the little fir tree is calm, quiet, and comforting to the forest animals in need of new homes due to the forest’s broken branches. The storm calms at midnight “For far away, a baby had been born beneath a star, while heaven’s angels danced and sang for joy.” Later, “stars from the angels’ cloaks drifted down through the still air.” The trees with their bare branches all wanted the stars to land on them, but the stars only landed and stayed on the soft green branches of the fir tree “the place where there is love.”