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[ktd]

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 home.”

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 an unnamed soldier.

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.

[squr3l]

wow, thats a great poem

[bÆko]

even i weeped a bit

[EAXT]

Man... I would like to say thank you for your sacrifices.

I recall you're being deployed in the next days to Iraq... I wish you a safe mission, and I hope you'll come back safely, with health to be with your family and your child.

Gob bless you and be with you.

Sincerely,

Corporal Eddy Afram,
32nd Brigade, 4th Battalion, 22nd Royal Regiment

[ktd]

roger, I deploy tomorow morning. Online now to say goodbye to my parents and friends.

Thank for the support

[Donna]

kevthedude, on Dec 1 2006, 11:45 AM, said:

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.

I looked this up out of curiousity as I have seen different versions over the yrs http://www.snopes.co...mas/soldier.asp the request comes from chain emails.

Sorry Kev don't find this sad, find it sadder this is 2006 and we still have wars and can't live in peace.

[l3lueMage]

Thanks for the poem.

Good luck to you in your deployment and Merry Christmas if you aren't back for it

Edited by l3lueMage, 30 November 2006 - 08:56 PM.