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A Soldiers Christmas Hi. This is such a nice poem that I couldn't help but share. I know not everyone is from the US, but I hope everyone can see the heart in it. It made me cry in previous years when I wasn't a military wife, and now that I am, it makes me cry harder. Just wanted to share it with you guys.:) A Soldier's Christmas '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 little house lived. As I looked all about, a strange sight I did see, No tinsel, no presents, not even a tree. No Stockings 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 sobering thought came through my mind. For this house was different, it was dark and dreary, The home of a soldier, I could now 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 in such disorder, Not how I picture 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 grownups 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 wondering 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 one knee and started to cry. The soldier awakened and I heard a rough voice, "Santa don't cry, for 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, as 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. ~ Author Unknown *~ |
:hands::hands::hands::hands::hands::hands: We pray for all of them. Our Daughter will be home for the Holidays, but she's being sent over right after. Thanks for the poem, I'll share it with her. I'm sure we will cry together. |
May God watch over all the Marines and soldiers who are sacrificing so much to protect our country and our freedom. Semper Fi :usaheart: |
Thank you for sharing such a wonderful poem duckie215! Prayers go up to all those overseas and those before them! My best friend gets to come home for christmas this year! I am so excited, she thought she wouldnt be able too! |
That is wonderful...I am forwarding it on several friends and family members who have loved ones in the armed services! |
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:thumbup::thumbup: Sending out a big hug to all those serving and to their families. |
That is such a beautiful poem. It brought tears to my eyes. I am so greatful to God to live in this beautiful country where men and women will fight for the freedom of people they don't even know. My prayers are with all of our Soldiers and their families and loved ones. :love: |
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