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      Cool A Soldiers Poem

      Sorry about the print

      A Soldiers Poem

      ITS CHRISTMAS DAY ALL IS SECURE

      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 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 LONE 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 ENJOY FREEDOM EACH MONTH OF THE YEAR
      BECAUSE OF THE SOLDIERS LIKE THE ONE LYING HERE
      I COULDN'T HELP WONDER HOW MANY 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 SAT AND SHIVERED FROM THE COLD NIGHTS 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 ITS 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 PEACE KEEPING 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 OUR BRITISH SERVICE MEN AND WOMEN FOR OUR BEING ABLE TO CELEBRATE THESE FESTIVITIES.
      LETS TRY IN THIS SMALL WAY TO PAY A TINY BIT BACK OF WHAT WE OWE!

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      thebigbluecheese
      That poem realy touched me.... It should be published.!!!!
      Well done for posting it on here.
      regards Angie x

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      Yes i must admit it touches me too every time i read it.

      Thanks for your reply, it's nice to know some-one else has read it to.

      Andy

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