I thought this worth sharing. Merry Christmas and happy holiday.

*A Different Christmas Poem*







*      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.*








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*       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 slumbered I, perhaps I started
to dream.*



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*      The sound wasn't loud, and it wasn't too 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.*









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*       A soldier, I puzzled, some twenty years old,       Perhaps a
Trooper, 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."*




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*       "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 Gramps died in Europe on a day in
December,"        Then he said,*



*"That's a Christmas 'Gram always remembers."          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 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. *



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*      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." *




* 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 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
sacrificedthemselves for us.*


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