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Another Reason For The Season

December 24, 2012

I am reposting this from a fellow blogger so we don’t forget what’s really important this Christmas season.

I dare you to read this without a tear in your eye. It’s the time of the year to put our differences aside and celebrate the reason for the season.

Merry Christmas To All!

A Christmas Eve Poem

By on December 24, 2012 • ( 3 )


The embers glowed softly, and in their dim light,
I gazed round the room and I cherished the sight.
My wife was asleep, her head on my chest,
My daughter beside me, angelic in rest.
Outside the snow fell, a blanket of white,
transforming the yard to a winter delight.

The sparkling lights in the tree I believe,
Completed the magic that was Christmas Eve.
My eyelids were heavy, my breathing was deep,
Secure and surrounded by love, I would sleep.
In perfect contentment, or so it would seem,
So I slumbered, perhaps and I started to dream.

The sound wasn’t loud, and it wasn’t too near,
But I opened my eyes when it tickled my ear.
Perhaps just a cough, I didn’t quite know,
Then the sure sound of footsteps outside in the snow.
My soul gave a tremble, I struggled to hear,
And I crept to the door just to see who was near.

Standing out in the cold and the dark of the night,
A lone figure stood his face weary and tight.
A soldier, I puzzled, some twenty years old,
Perhaps a Marine, huddled here in the cold.
Alone in the dark, he looked up and smiled,
Standing watch over me, and my wife and my child.

“What are you doing?” I asked without fear,
“Come in this moment, it’s freezing out here!
Put down your pack; brush the snow from your sleeve,
You should be at home on a cold Christmas Eve!”

For barely a moment I saw his eyes shift,
Away from the cold and the snow blown in drifts,
To the window that danced with a warm fire’s light.
Then he sighed and he said “Its really all right,
I’m out here by choice. I’m here every night.”

“It’s my duty to stand at the front of the line,
That separates you from the darkest of times.

No one had to ask or beg or implore,
I’m proud to stand here like my fathers before.
My Gramps died at Pearl on a day in December.”
Then he sighed, “That’s a Christmas Gram always remembers.”

“My dad stood his watch in the jungles of ‘ Nam ‘,
And now it is my turn and so, here I am.

I’ve not seen my own son in more than a while,
But my wife sends me pictures; he’s sure got her smile.”

Then he bent and he carefully pulled from his bag,
The red, white, and blue… an American flag.

“I can live through the cold and the being alone,
Away from my family, my house and my home.

I can stand at my post through the rain and the sleet,
I can sleep in a foxhole with little to eat.
I can carry the weight of killing another,
Or lay down my life for my sister or brother,
Who stand at the front against any and all
To ensure for all time that this flag will not fall.”

“So go back inside,” he said, “Harbor no fright,
Your family is waiting and I’ll be all right.”

“But isn’t there something I can do, at the least?
Give you money,” I asked, “Or prepare you a feast?
It seems all too little for all that you’ve done,
for being away from your wife and your son.”

Then his eye welled a tear that held no regret,
“Just tell us you love us, and never forget,
To fight for our rights back at home while we’re gone,
To stand your own watch, no matter how long,
For when we come home, either standing or dead,
To know you remember we fought and we bled
Is payment enough, and with that we will trust,
that we mattered to you as you mattered to us.”


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  1. Mick, Rat did it up right with pic of that sentry. Wherever our blessings have come from, lets not let any and no political side lead us asunder. So far… sacrfice… like poem is why we may have a chance.
    P.S. If that’s your pic…you approaching a unit yorself. 🙂

    • Not my pic—it was attached to Rat’s and was perfect! Merry Christmas my friend!

      • Mick?…I meant pic at top of YOUR page.!!! You’re further along to unit status than I thought. And I do understand :)…mother in law is in Ormand Beach, met so many of her friends the last 35 years. Most from Jersy and PA. Can you imagine a Mississippi boy marrying into such? Really I learned they are nice folks, they sort of liked me, none ever knew where Pensacola was(where we have lived last 35 years). Thank the Lord, Grandma, mom in law is still with us and healthy at 89.
        We have wished all including you and me Merry Christmas, didn’t know we would still be posting now. Our wish holds. For a very Merry Christmas Mick.

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