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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 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 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 war weary 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 honour, so willing to fight. > > Then the soldier rolled over, with a voice, soft and pure, > Whispered, "carry on Santa. Christmas day and all is secure." > One look at my watch, and I knew he was right, > "Merry Christmas my friend, and to all a good night."
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