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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 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 had 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 in 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 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 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,
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,
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.

~author unknown~

This page created for the thousands of men and women who have given their all to make our country a safe place to live...and to the many thousands that have given their very lives to insure that we can continue to live this way.

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