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    A Different Christmas Poem

    A Different Christmas Poem

    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 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 "It's 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 me, I'm proud to stand here like my fathers before me.
    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, lay down my life with my sister
    and 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."

    PLEASE, Would you do me the kind favor of sending this to as many people as you can? Christmas will be coming soon and some credit is due to our
    U.S.service men and women for our being able to celebrate these festivities.
    Let's try in this small way to pay a tiny bit of what we owe.
    Make people stop and think of our heroes, living and dead, who sacrificed themselves for us.


    LCDR Jeff Giles, SC, USN
    30th Naval Construction Regiment OIC,
    Logistics Cell One Al Taqqadum, Iraq
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    Re: A Different Christmas Poem

    Very nice poem.
    Thanks for sharing it!
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    Re: A Different Christmas Poem

    Thank you for posting that great poem.
    I almost didn't read it due to the length, but it was quite moving.

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    Re: A Different Christmas Poem

    Here is my poem I had to write because my wife challenged me to write poetry. That and I think she is secretly lusting over a poet in India who has been e-mailing her lately.


    Greener Pastures:

    My mind has no problems with grazing on greener pastures.

    Decisions made for better or for worse, youth slipping away from me as I age mercilessly.

    With that my aging brings sorrow, a sorrow that I wished my youth away by dreaming of the future.

    I watched my father work. I watched my Father's hair turn from sun to moon as the pigments slowly fade to white. I spent my days wishing to be my father, to have a voice in the world, to be a man among men.

    Yes dreaming away the day feasting my soul on those rolling emerald green hills.

    Being a parent now it becomes clear to me that those days on the lake with my own father spent fishing were memories I will hold onto until the bitter end. Applying a knowledge obtained through the trials of responsibility and age I now can answer a question I never knew to ask.

    Those days on the water, in between casts I would glance at my father while dreaming of my future. Every once in a while catching him glancing at me, a smile cracks his face, highlighting his many wrinkles some of which I am sure to have created. Even a distant sadness could be seen in his eyes, perhaps a sadness that the trip would soon end.

    All this time I just thought the man loved fishing. Now I know he just loved thinking of greener pastures.

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    Nice Del, didn't know you had it in you.
    I think you should make all your rebuttals on the board a poem from now on.


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    Re: A Different Christmas Poem

    "Acumen" wrote:
    Nice Del, didn't know you had it in you.
    I think you should make all your rebuttals on the board a poem from now on.


    Did your wife give you a passing grade or is she on the next flight to Calcutta?
    She said it was a very good poem.

    I am sure it doesn't compare to her internet lovers though. Like I said to you earlier this is looking like bad news.

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    Nice poem, Del...I think that your feminine side is taking over though...what with the ass shaving and all that!
    LOL
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    Re: A Different Christmas Poem

    "Del" wrote:
    "Acumen" wrote:
    Nice Del, didn't know you had it in you.
    I think you should make all your rebuttals on the board a poem from now on.


    Did your wife give you a passing grade or is she on the next flight to Calcutta?
    She said it was a very good poem.

    I am sure it doesn't compare to her internet lovers though. Like I said to you earlier this is looking like bad news.
    I'm guessing that her Internet lover sent her a "Murch" pic though!
    LOL
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    Re: A Different Christmas Poem

    Del, you rating just plummeted on the "man-o-meter".

    Hey, at least it skyrocketed on the "wuss-o-meter".


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    Re: A Different Christmas Poem

    I thought poems were supposed to rhyme.
    Good story though.

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