Here is a Christmas poem for all to enjoy. It was published last December. The Soldiers’ Christmas By A. Ross Greene Hunkered down for the night, Praying someone would end this fight. No tree to put presents under. Then to my surprise, my wonder, A figure drew ever so near, No camouflage, sleigh or reindeer Only a red suit trimmed in white Waving hello, what a sight! The closer he came I knew instantly his name. Rubbing my eyes, Rousing the guys. As we stood in amazement The whole world was silent. No bombs, gunfire or mortars, When he spoke we were all ears. “I had to stop and commend all of you. America’s so proud of what you do Our country, family and friends Thank you for persevering to all ends.” With a click of his heel, He turned as if on a wheel, Saluting to everyone, tears in his eyes. We returned his salute without any disguise. “Now, as all of you know I have miles to go. Before all of us sleep I’ve commitments to keep.” Then with a nod and wink And one little blink, A wind began stirring, Our visage was blurring. Before fading from sight, “I pray this war turns right. Merry Christmas, brave men. Good night. God bless. Amen.” |