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JOKE: A Soldier's ChristmasFrom: AnnMarie (anonymous@obgyn.net)Mon, 15 Dec 1997 08:25:41 -0600
>> >< The Night Before 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 did I 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 house of a soldier, once I could see clearly. >> >> The soldier lay sleeping, silent, alone, >> >> curled upon 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 just read? >> >> Curled up on a poncho, the floor for a bed? >> >> I realized the families I saw on this night, >> >> owed their lives to these soldiers, who were willing to fight. >> >> Soon round the world the childen 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 started 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! >> >> >> >> >> Pass along to anyone who has every been in the military or someone >> >> you know who is still serving..
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