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why is it when a hero is i need people have to go to the extreams of informing the press to get help this British WW2 fighter pilot may have to sell his medels so he can pay for cair i found it on facebook https://www.facebook.com/Dawnfrenchfan?group_id=0 please suport this so at least people become awair

  A very special personal Christmas message


  T'WAS 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 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 DISORDER,
 NOT HOW I PICTURED,
 A TRUE BRITISH SOLDIER.

 

WAS THIS THE HERO,
 OF WHOM I'D JUST READ?
 CURLED UP ON A PONCHO,
THE FLOOR FOR A BED?


 I REALISED 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 DID NOT 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..."


 This poem was written by a Peacekeeping soldier stationed overseas. The
 following is his request. I think it is reasonable
 

 

PLEASE. Would you do me the kind favour of sending this to as many people 
as you can? Christmas will be coming soon and some credit is due to all of the 
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.

Please remmber all service men and woman from whot ever contrey thay are from 


Please, do your small part to plant this small seed.

England my England  

Goodbye to my England, so long my old friend

Your days are numbered, being brought to an end

To be Scottish, Irish or Welsh that's fine

But don't say you're English, that's way out of line.

The French and the Germans may call themselves such

So may Norwegians, the Swedes and the Dutch

You can say you are Russian or maybe a Dane

But don't say you're English ever again.

At Broadcasting House the word is taboo

In Brussels it's scrapped, in Parliament too

Even schools are affected, staff do as they're told

They must not teach children about England of old.

Writers like Shakespeare, Milton and Shaw

The pupils don't learn about them anymore

How about Agincourt, Hastings, Arnhem or Mons?

When England lost hosts of her very brave sons.

We are not Europeans, how can we be?

Europe is miles away, over the sea

We're the English from England, let's all be proud

Stand up and be counted............shout it out loud!

Let's tell our Government and Brussels too

We're proud of our heritage and the Red, White and Blue

Fly the flag of Saint George or the Union Jack

Let the world know....WE WANT OUR ENGLAND BACK !!!

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