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From: Christen Cross <christ...@yahoo.com>
To: lc...@aol.com
Sent: Tue, 11 Dec 2007 12:18 pm
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--- sweetgirl <swee...@piersonandassoc.com> wrote:

> Subject: FW: A Christmas Poem
> Date: Mon, 10 Dec 2007 16:03:27 -0600
> From: "sweetgirl" <swee...@piersonandassoc.com>
> To: "Tom Pierson" <To...@piersonandassoc.com>,
> "Tom Pierson Sr." <To...@piersonandassoc.com>,
> "Amy" <ambor...@hotmail.com>,
> "Ceece" <christ...@yahoo.com>,
> "Dad" <hgonzal...@sbcglobal.net>,
> "sheryl pierson" <she...@piersonandassoc.com>
>
>
> 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 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 UNITED STATES SOLDIER.
>
> WAS THIS THE HERO
> OF WHOM I'D JUST READ?
> CURLED UP ON A PONCHO,
> THE FLOOR FOR A BED?
>
> I REALIZED THE FAMILIES
> THAT I SAW THIS NIGHT,
> WED 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 ENJOYED FREEDOM
> EACH MONTH OF THE YEAR,
> BECAUSE OF THE SOLDIERS,
> LIKE THE ONE LYING HERE.
>
> I COULDN'T HELP WONDER
> HOW MANY LAY ALONE,
> ON A COLD CHRISTMAS EVE
> IN A LAND FAR FROM HOME.
>
> THE VERY THOUGHT
> 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 SHIVERED
> FROM THE COLD NIGHT'S CHILL.
>
> I DIDN'T WANT TO LEAVE
> ON THAT COLD, DARK, NIGHT,
> THIS GUARDIAN OF HONOR
> SO WILLING TO FIGHT.
>
> THEN THE SOLDIER ROLLED OVER,
> WITH A VOICE SOFT AND PURE,
> WHISPERED, 'CARRY ON SANTA,
> IT'S 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 Army Ranger.
> The following is his request. I think it is
> reasonable.....
>
> PLEASE. Would you do me the kind favor of sending
> this to as many people as you can? Christmas will be
> coming soon and some credit is due to our U.S.
> service men and women for our being able to
> celebrate these festivities. Let's try in this small
> way to pay a tiny bit of what we owe. Make people
> stop and think of our heroes, living and dead, who
> sacrificed themselves for us. Please, do your small
> part to plant this small seed.
>
>

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