Post by klorentz on Dec 19, 2010 20:30:01 GMT -5
Here is something of a reminder and to let our soldiers know we are thinking of them.Posted about this last year and wanted to do so again as a regular Holiday post.
www.youtube.com/watch?v=INj75VHjthk
Thank you to all our soldiers for your service and may God bless you all.
'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 the 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
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.
Kevin
