a poignant christmas poem

[gremlin]

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 Though 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!

[Blind Alan]

Also poignant



I went to a party, Mum, I remembered what you said.
You told me not to drink, Mum, so I drank soda instead.
I really felt proud inside, Mum, the way you said I would.
I didn't drink and drive, Mum, even though the others said I should.
I know the right thing, Mum, I know you are always right.
Now the party is finally ending, Mum, as everyone is driving out of sight.
As I got into my car, Mum, I knew I'd get home in one piece.
Because of the way you raised me, so responsible and sweet.
I started to drive away, Mum, but as I pulled out into the road,
the other car didn't see me, Mum, and hit me like a load.
As I lay there on the pavement, Mum, I hear the policeman say,
the other guy is drunk, Mum, and now I'm the one who will pay.
I'm lying here dying, Mum, I wish you'd get here soon.
How could this happen to me, Mum? My life just burst like a balloon.
There is blood all around me, Mum, and most of it is mine.
I hear the medic say, Mum, I'll die in a short time.
I just wanted to tell you, Mum, I swear I didn't drink.
It was the others, Mum. The others didn't think.
He was probably at the same party as I.
The only difference is, he drank and I will die.
Why do people drink, Mum? It can ruin your whole life.
I'm feeling sharp pains now. Pains just like a knife.
The guy who hit me is walking, Mum, and I don't think it's fair.
I'm lying here dying and all he can do is stare.
Tell my brother not to cry, Mum. Tell Daddy to be brave.
And when I go to heaven, Mum, put "Daddy's Girl" on my grave.
Someone should have told him, Mum, not to drink and drive.
If only they had told him, Mum, I would still be alive.
My breath is getting shorter, Mum. I'm becoming very scared.
Please don't cry for me, Mum. When I needed you, you were always there.
I have one last question, Mum, before I say good bye.
I didn't drink and drive, so why am I the one to die?

hope it makes some people think