doetexas Posted December 5, 2005 Share Posted December 5, 2005 Christmas Poem Twas the night before Christmas He lived all alone in a one bedroom house made of plaster and stone. I had come down the chimney with presents to give, and to see just who in this home did live. I looked all about, a strange sight I did see, no tinsel, no presents, not even a tree. No stocking by mantle, just boots filled with sand, on the wall hung pictures of far distant lands. With medals and badges, awards of all kinds, a sober thought came through my mind. For this house was different, it was dark and dreary, I found the home of a soldier, once I could see clearly. The soldier lay sleeping, silent, alone, curled up on the floor in this one bedroom home. The face was so gentle, the room is such disorder, not how I pictured a United States soldier. Was this the hero of whom I 'd just read? Curled up on a poncho, the floor for a bed? I realized the families that I saw this night, owed their lives to these soldiers who were willing to fight. Soon round the world, the children would play, and grown-ups would celebrate a bright Christmas day. They all enjoyed freedom each month of the year, because of the soldiers, like the one lying here. I couldn't help wonder how many lay alone, on a cold Christmas eve in a land far from home. The very thought brought a tear to my eye, I dropped to my knees and started to cry. The soldier awakened and I heard a rough voice, "Santa don't cry, this life is my choice; I fight for freedom, I don't ask for more, My life is my God, my country, my Corps." The soldier rolled over and drifted to sleep, I couldn't control it I continued to weep. I kept watch for hours, so silent and still and we both shivered from the cold night's chill. I didn't want to leave on that cold, dark night, this guardian of honor so willing to fight. Then the soldier rolled over, with a voice soft and pure, whispered, "Carry on Santa, It's Christmas day, all is secure." One look at my watch, and I knew he was right. "Merry Christmas my friend and to all a good night." This poem was written by a Marine stationed in Okinawa, Japan. Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
havanaholly Posted December 5, 2005 Share Posted December 5, 2005 Amen & oorah! Thanks for sharing. Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
MiniMadWoman Posted December 5, 2005 Share Posted December 5, 2005 Okay, crying is not a good way to start the day! Alas, my thoughts and prayers go out to all the soliders and their families who will be apart this Christmas. If everybody prays really hard for "peace" maybe they'll all come home soon! I picked up Brian from the airport on Thursday night and there was a young solider coming home! All his family was there. It was so touching! I wanted to go and give him a hug too, but it was all I could do to keep myself from becoming a blubbering idiot!! Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Peggi Posted December 5, 2005 Share Posted December 5, 2005 I have read this before and it still send chills over me. Thanks for posting. Let us all keep our soldiers in our prayers. Peggi Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
MistyStarz Posted December 5, 2005 Share Posted December 5, 2005 Thank you so much for posting this touching poem. Yes, our soldiers are fighting to keep us safe. I will keep all those past and all those present in my prayers this holiday season. God Bless Them All! Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Anna Posted December 5, 2005 Share Posted December 5, 2005 Even if it isn't "my" soldiers intended I do feel with all the ones risiking their lives for the rest of us. I hadn't read it before but appreciated the words and feelings in it so thank you for sharing it! Hugs Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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