A former Marine sent me this poem which has been circulating for a couple of years at Christmas. He thanked me for upholding honoring the memory of the importance of Pearl Harbor.
He asked me if I would post the poem on venividiscripto.com so people will always remember that whether we are a nation at peace, a nation at war, or a nation somewhere in between, we are always a nation with strong and brave men and women who, absent a draft, remain willing to sign away years of their lives to do something important, to help their nation, to play a part in making us a better country. But with all their generosity, they are so often forgotten, so often go unappreciated.
For some military members and their families, wherever they may be, Christmas is a sad time. Let us never forget them.
TWAS THE NIGHT BEFORE CHRISTMAS
HE LIVED ALL ALONE, I HAD COME DOWN THE CHIMNEY I LOOKED ALL ABOUT, NO STOCKING BY MANTLE, WITH MEDALS AND BADGES, FOR THIS HOUSE WAS DIFFERENT, THE MARINE LAY SLEEPING, THE FACE WAS SO GENTLE, WAS THIS THE HERO I REALIZED THE FAMILIES SOON ROUND THE WORLD, THEY ALL ENJOYED FREEDOM I COULDN’T HELP WONDER THE VERY THOUGHT THE MARINE AWAKENED I FIGHT FOR FREEDOM, THE MARINE ROLLED OVER I KEPT WATCH FOR HOURS, I DIDN’T WANT TO LEAVE THEN THE MARINE ROLLED OVER, ONE LOOK AT MY WATCH, |