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    A different Christmas poem...

    Normally I don't pass on "forwarded" emails, because I think they are annoying! However, I kinda liked this one:

    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. 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 I slumbered,
    perhaps I started to dream.

    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.

    A soldier, I puzzled, some twenty years old, Perhaps a Marine, huddled
    here in the cold. A lone 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 "Its really all right, I'm out here by choice. I'm here
    every night." "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 at 'Pearl on a day in December,"Then he sighed, "That's a Christmas
    'Gram always remembers." My dad stood his watch in the jungles of
    'Nam',And now it is my turn and so, here I am. 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... an 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. 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".

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    Very poignant and relevant - thx for posting. I think, no I am sure - Bob would have approved.

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    Thank you. And thank you to those who serve. To those who accept the flag when I laid it down. It is good to know that someone cares when you serve whether that service is here at home or abroad. To my brothers in arms who now stand the watch, regardless of what others might say, those who stood the watch before you are proud to have men and women like you to pass the torch to.
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    I reformatted the text so that it is put into lines like a poem. It makes it a little easier to read.

    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.
    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 I slumbered, perhaps I started to dream.

    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.

    A soldier, I puzzled, some twenty years old,
    Perhaps a Marine, 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 “Its really all right,
    I’m out here by choice. I’m here every night.
    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 at Pearl on a day in December,”
    Then he sighed, “That’s a Christmas ‘Gram always remembers.
    My dad stood his watch in the jungles of ‘Nam,
    And now it is my turn and so, here I am.
    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... an 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.
    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.”
    George

    Two things are infinite: the universe and human stupidity; and I'm not sure about the universe. Albert Einstein

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    Thanks guys for cleaning it up! I guess sometimes I'm just a little too lazy...

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    Thanks for posting that, good reminder to remember and value those still serving as well as those who have gone before.

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