The Night before Christmas.

’Twas the night before Christmas,
He lived all alone,
In a one bedroom house,
Made of plaster and stone.

I had to 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 mantle,
Just boots filled with sand,
One 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 grown ups 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 honour,
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. “

 

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