A Soldier's Christmas Poem.

A 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 In 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 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,
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."

For all the Air Force, Navy, Marines, Army, and Special Forces out there.


A Marine stationed in Okinawa Japan wrote this poem. The following is his request.

"PLEASE. Would you do me the kind favor of sending this to as many people
as you can? Christmas will be coming soon and some credit is due to our
U.S. service men and women for our being able to celebrate these festivities.
Let's try in this small way to pay a tiny bit of what we owe. Make people
stop and think of our heroes, living and dead, who sacrificed themselves
for us. Please, do your small part to plant this small seed."

-wD

I thought that I would share this with ATS in honor of that soldier's Christmas wishes.

Any country can identify with this, as their country's soldiers are out there in the same situation.

I think it's so sad when I see old film footage of people like Jane Fonda spitting on our boys from the vietnam days, and people condemning our soldiers, our freedom fighters, for liberating the oppressed in Iraq.

They label them murderers, child killers, etc, but never bother to look at what they're facing every day. What they're willing to put on the line to protect our freedoms. You know, the freedoms which allow us to call our Protectors of Freedom lies like child killer.

God bless our troops, and I'm proud to live in a country which holds the bar so high.

I had to jerk back a tear even...

wow deep poem...makes you think!! dont know about that santa weeping, think i was fighting back the tears reading that!

Ill send this to my friends

Very good poem I thought...

Well, I sent it to all the people who forward things like this to me and hundreds of other people. I suspect this will be all over the web shortly, because I'm sure you didn't post it only here, and I'm sure that I'm not the only one as moved by this poem enough to forward it out. After all, the post above mine proves my point

Yes, thank you for the kind responses. Give credit to the unnamed Marine who wrote this. I got this from a SOCOM: US Navy Seals forum. . .Please forward this, as he requests it to be sent out

I also thought it was a great poem, really means something to me now. . .

-wD

Beautiful poem, WeBDevil.
I'm sure many people can find a lot of association with it, and others like myself, who aren't soldiers, can appreciate just what exactly those guys/gals do for our respective countries.

regards
FLC

That was a great poem Web, thats going to everyone I know this Chirstmas.