<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=428550" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Our First War-Christmas</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">HARD to wait for the postman's tramp<br>Up the snowy walk, for the hand that gropes<br>Deep in his pack, while the children tease<br>For the rainbow-ribboned packages,<br>And women wax faint with their fearful hopes<br>For those tattered, grimy envelopes<br>With the foreign stamp,<br>— Word, dear word from overseas,<br>From the fleet, the trench, the camp.<br>Oh, not jewels nor curious toys<br>Of art and fashion, no gift most rare<br>Can gladden those eyes that weep in the hush<br>Of lonely nights, can bring the flush<br>To faces white with their silent prayer,<br>Like the letters, precious beyond compare,<br>From our soldier-boys, <br>Letters to laugh over, cry over, crush<br>To the lips, our Christmas joys.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Katharine+Lee+Bates">Katharine Lee Bates</a><div class=q> <img src="https://www.citatepedia.ro/g/32share.png" style="float:left" alt="Share"> <script type="text/javascript" src="//s7.addthis.com/js/300/addthis_widget.js#pubid=citatepedia" async="async"></script><div style="display:inline-block" class="addthis_sharing_toolbox" data-url="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=428550" data-title="Our First War-Christmas de Katharine Lee Bates" data-description="HARD to wait for the postman's tramp Up the snowy walk, for the hand that gropes Deep in his pack, while the children tease For the rainbow-ribboned packages, And women wax faint with their fearful hopes For those tattered, grimy envelopes With th..."></div> </div> </div>

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