Its funny how things end up in your email inbox. I'm not sure how this got to me, but I thought I would share it. I had not read this poem before so hopefully it will also be new to some of the INGO clan.
Merry Christmas my friends
Al
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Merry Christmas my friends
Al
[FONT="]A DIFFERENT CHRISTMAS POEM - VERY APPROPRIATE[/FONT]
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[FONT="]The embers glowed softly, and in their dim light,[/FONT]
[FONT="]I gazed round the room and I cherished the sight.[/FONT]
[FONT="]My wife was asleep, her head on my chest,[/FONT]
[FONT="]My daughter beside me, angelic in rest.[/FONT]
[FONT="]Outside the snow fell, a blanket of white,[/FONT]
[FONT="]Transforming the yard to a winter delight.[/FONT]
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[FONT="]The sparkling lights in the tree I believe,[/FONT]
[FONT="]Completed the magic that was Christmas Eve.[/FONT]
[FONT="]My eyelids were heavy, my breathing was deep,[/FONT]
[FONT="]Secure and surrounded by love I would sleep.[/FONT]
[FONT="]In perfect contentment, or so it would seem,[/FONT]
[FONT="]So I slumbered, perhaps I started to dream.[/FONT]
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[FONT="]The sound wasn't loud, and it wasn't too near,[/FONT]
[FONT="]But I opened my eyes when it tickled my ear..[/FONT]
[FONT="]Perhaps just a cough, I didn't quite know, Then the[/FONT]
[FONT="]sure sound of footsteps outside in the snow.[/FONT]
[FONT="]My soul gave a tremble, I struggled to hear,[/FONT]
[FONT="]And I crept to the door just to see who was near.[/FONT]
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[FONT="]Standing out in the cold and the dark of the night,[/FONT]
[FONT="]A lone figure stood, his face weary and tight.[/FONT]
[FONT="]A soldier, I puzzled, some twenty years old,[/FONT]
[FONT="]Perhaps a Marine, huddled here in the cold.[/FONT]
[FONT="]Alone in the dark, he looked up and smiled,[/FONT]
[FONT="]Standing watch over me, and my wife and my child.[/FONT]
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[FONT="]"What are you doing?" I asked without fear,[/FONT]
[FONT="]"Come in this moment, it's freezing out here![/FONT]
[FONT="]Put down your pack, brush the snow from your sleeve,[/FONT]
[FONT="]You should be at home on a cold Christmas Eve!"[/FONT]
[FONT="]For barely a moment I saw his eyes shift,[/FONT]
[FONT="]Away from the cold and the snow blown in drifts..[/FONT]
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[FONT="]To the window that danced with a warm fire's light[/FONT]
[FONT="]Then he sighed and he said "Its really all right,[/FONT]
[FONT="]I'm out here by choice. I'm here every night."[/FONT]
[FONT="]"It's my duty to stand at the front of the line,[/FONT]
[FONT="]That separates you from the darkest of times.[/FONT]
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[FONT="]No one had to ask or beg or implore me,[/FONT]
[FONT="]I'm proud to stand here like my fathers before me.[/FONT]
[FONT="]My Gramps died at ' Pearl on a day in December,"[/FONT]
[FONT="]Then he sighed, "That's a Christmas 'Gram always[/FONT]
[FONT="]remembers."[/FONT]
[FONT="]My dad stood his watch in the jungles of ' Nam ',[/FONT]
[FONT="]And now it is my turn and so, here I am.[/FONT]
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[FONT="]I've not seen my own son in more than a while,[/FONT]
[FONT="]But my wife sends me pictures, he's sure got her[/FONT]
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[FONT="]Then he bent and he carefully pulled from his bag,[/FONT]
[FONT="]The red, white, and blue... an American flag.[/FONT]
[FONT="]I can live through the cold and the being alone,[/FONT]
[FONT="]Away from my family, my house and my home.[/FONT]
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[FONT="]I can stand at my post through the rain and the sleet,[/FONT]
[FONT="]I can sleep in a foxhole with little to eat.[/FONT]
[FONT="]I can carry the weight of killing another,[/FONT]
[FONT="]Or lay down my life with my sister and brother..[/FONT]
[FONT="]Who stand at the front against any and all,[/FONT]
[FONT="]To ensure for all time that this flag will not fall.."[/FONT]
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[FONT="]" So go back inside," he said, "harbor no fright,[/FONT]
[FONT="]Your family is waiting and I'll be all right."[/FONT]
[FONT="]"But isn't there something I can do, at the least,[/FONT]
[FONT="]"Give you money," I asked, "or prepare you a feast?[/FONT]
[FONT="]It seems all too little for all that you've done,[/FONT]
[FONT="]For being away from your wife and your son."[/FONT]
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[FONT="]Then his eye welled a tear that held no regret,[/FONT]
[FONT="]"Just tell us you love us, and never forget.[/FONT]
[FONT="]To fight for our rights back at home while we're gone,[/FONT]
[FONT="]To stand your own watch, no matter how long.[/FONT]
[FONT="]For when we come home, either standing or dead,[/FONT]
[FONT="]To know you remember we fought and we bled.[/FONT]
[FONT="]Is payment enough, and with that we will trust,[/FONT]
[FONT="]That we mattered to you as you mattered to us."[/FONT]
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[FONT="]U.S service men and women for our being able to[/FONT]
[FONT="]celebrate these[/FONT]
[FONT="]festivities.. Let's try in this small way to pay a[/FONT]
[FONT="]tiny bit of what we owe. Make people[/FONT]
[FONT="]stop and think of our heroes, living and dead, who[/FONT]
[FONT="]sacrificed themselves for us.[/FONT]
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[FONT="]LCDR Jeff Giles, SC, USN[/FONT]
[FONT="]30th Naval Construction Regiment[/FONT]
[FONT="]OIC, Logistics Cell One[/FONT]
[FONT="]Al Taqqadum, Iraq[/FONT]