A Marines Christmas Poem

Garth Reckner

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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 did I 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."

I got this poem out of a local newspaper. This poem was written by a Marine, he requested that it be passed on to as many people as possible. May God bless and keep our military, and protect our loved ones that are willingly defending our freedoms and our country. Remember Christmas morning that you are home with your family and loved ones only because they were willing to go in our place. They are all heroes in my book.

God Bless
Garth
 

Dunner

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Thank you Garth. Awesome poem. :cool:
MERRY CHRISTMAS TO ALL :D
 
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Thanks for posting. It puts everything into the proper light.

We owe those guys alot.

Merry Christmas!

Cerberus
 
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:) Yes this strikes a large cord for many. For those whom have servered or are serving currently, God bless you and keep you and may you always know that the people for whom you protect and serve for our liberity and freedom, wish you saftey and God's blessings now and always. Your untired sacrafice and forever vigilance is not forgotten nor is it unimportant to a nation who's very existence stands tall because of your sacrafice. Thank You. Jack S.
 
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