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A Christmas Poem

Discussion in 'The Lounge' started by Mayfly, Dec 16, 2004.

  1. This is worth a read as we go into our Christmas season.
    Merry Christmas and may God bless you abundantly!

    The embers glowed softly, and in their dim light,
    I gazed round the room and I cherished the sight.

    My wife was asleep, her head on my chest,
    My daughter beside me, angelic in rest.

    Outside the snow fell, a blanket of white,
    Transforming the yard to a winter delight.

    The sparkling lights in the tree, I believe,
    Completed the magic that was Christmas Eve.

    My eyelids were heavy, my breathing was deep,
    Secure and surrounded by love I would sleep.

    In perfect contentment, or so it would seem,
    So I slumbered, perhaps I started to dream.

    The sound wasn't loud, and it wasn't to near,
    But I opened my eyes when it tickled my ear.

    Perhaps just a cough, I didn't quite know,
    Then the sure sound of footsteps outside in the snow.

    My soul gave a tremble, I struggled to hear,
    And I crept to the door just to see who was near.

    Standing out in the cold and the dark of the night,
    A lone figure stood, his face weary and tight.

    A soldier, I puzzled, some twenty years old,
    Perhaps a Marine, huddled here in the cold.

    Alone in the dark, he looked up and smiled,
    Standing watch over me, and my wife and my child.

    "What are you doing?" I asked without fear,
    "Come in this moment, it's freezing out here!"

    "Put down your pack, brush the snow from your sleeve,
    You should be at home on a cold Christmas Eve!"

    For barely a moment I saw his eyes shift,
    Away from the cold and the snow blown in drifts,

    To the window that danced with a warm fire's light,
    Then he sighed and he said, "It's really all right,
    I'm out here by choice. I'm here every night."

    "It's my duty to stand at the front of the line,
    That separates you from the darkest of times.

    No one had to ask or beg or implore me,
    I'm proud to stand here like my fathers before me.

    My dad stood his watch in the jungles of 'Nam,
    And now it's my turn and so, here I am.

    I've not seen my own son in more than a while,
    But my wife sends me pictures, he's sure got her smile."

    Then he bent and he carefully pulled from his bag,
    The red, white and blue. . . an American flag.

    "I can live through the cold and the being alone,
    Away from my family, my house and my home,

    I can stand at my post through the rain and the sleet,
    I can sleep in a foxhole with little to eat.

    I can carry the weight of killing another,
    Or lay down my life with my sister and brother
    who stand at the front against any and all,
    to ensure for all time that this flag will not fall.

    So go back inside," he said, "harbor no fright,
    Your family is waiting and I'll be all right."

    "But isn't there something I can do, at the least,
    Give you money," I asked, "or prepare you a feast?

    It seems all too little for all that you've done,
    For being away from your wife and your son."

    Then his eye welled a tear that held no regret,
    "Just tell us you love us, and never forget

    To fight for our rights back at home while we're gone.
    To stand your own watch, no matter how long.

    For when we come home, either standing or dead,
    To know you remember we fought and we bled
    is payment enough, and with that we will trust.
    That we mattered to you as you mattered to us."


    Friends, keep Our military people in your prayers. They
    are risking their lives to protect what we take for granted,
    and we are losing soldiers every day. They won't be home
    with their families this Christmas. I pray God will Bless
    Them, and keep them safe. Happy Holidays to all !! Mayfly

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  2. catking

    catking Banned

    Thanks Mayfly for posting this. God only knows how it feels to have somebody close to you overseas doing what they do. It has to be hard this time of the year.................. CATKING