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A Veterans Poem (Please Read)
I just happened to come across this poem on the About.Com Website. I am
following the request to forward this to as many people as the writer requests at the bottom. I know this is late, but still makes a very somber but poignant statement. I know many of you have loved ones in Iraq & Afghanistan. I thought the opportunity for you to see this is most appropriate, and bless all our servicemen and servicewomen abroad. Thanks, Steve
http://saltaquarium.about.com/librar...blveterans.htm
Another Version of "Twas The Night
Before Christmas" Veterans Poem
Dateline:* 11/04/99
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This is another version of The Night Before Christmas poem that we received by Email with the following message included. This poem was written by a Marine stationed in Okinawa, Japan, with this humble request:
************************* Another Version of
"TWAS THE NIGHT BEFORE CHRISTMAS"
************************ Author of this version Uknown
*************** 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 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.
*************** 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."
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 U.S. 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 sacrificed themselves for us
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12-26-2004 01:02 AM
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Re: A Veterans Poem (Please Read)

Originally Posted by
bakerman2033
James M. Schmidt, who was a Lance Corporal stationed in Washington, D.C., when he wrote the poem back in 1986 and was published in Leatherneck (Magazine of the Marines) in December 1991.
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You also may enjoy some of the poems in the "Sands of Christmas" thread :
http://forums.bigbigsavings.com/show....php3?t=450177
Laissez les bon temps rouler!
Going to church doesn't make you a Christian any more than standing in a garage makes you a car.** a 4 day work week & sex slaves ~ I say Tyt for PRESIDENT!
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