Tis the season to remember those who serve in the Forces.

Jetpig

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Oct 4, 2006
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Myrtle Beach SC
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

A lone in the dark he looked up and smile
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 drift

To the window that danced with a warm fire's light
Then he sighed and 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 time

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 we all remember

My dad stood his watch in the jungles of 'Nam
And now it is my turn and so now 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 those known

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 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 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
 
I received this poem a few days ago. So true. I am and always will be so very grateful to everyone who has, or is serving this great country of ours. At this time of year it's especially nice to remember them. Thank you for sharing this. One more thing to be thankful of this Thanksgiving. Take care, Brian
 

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