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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=531210" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Hope To Be Home By Christmas Ww-iii = 2012</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">HOPE TO BE HOME BY CHRISTMAS</div><div style="margin:10px 0"> Darling I miss you more than words can tell<br> As the torments of war burden my heart.<br> I worry about you and how you are<br> As by conflict we're forced to part.<br> <br>As death confronts me I witness first hand<br> Just how sudden life can come to its end.<br> At any moment war can consume and destroy<br> Myself, my dreams, my enemy, my friend.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"> Determined though fearful I dream of home<br> Remaining focused, steadfast and whole.<br> Praying for family, country and comrades<br> The treasures of my existence and soul.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"> I suffer pain, remorse and regret<br> From actions I'm forced to employ.<br> I have no choice but to do my duty<br> As my solemn oath becomes my story.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"> Remind our kids how much I love them<br> And those moments they cry or play.<br> I'll be home for hugs and kisses<br> Hopefully by Christmas Day.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"> Most of all I pray for words<br> That portray my need for your touch.<br> I dream of you both night and day<br> And sometimes a bit too much.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"> Letters from home, loneliness and sorrow<br> Have made family more precious to recall.<br> I love you so incredibly much<br> As I serve with honor, God and country's call.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"> CHRISTMAS</div><div style="margin:10px 0"> Husbands with ladders hang lights on their home<br> As all who have no one feel sad and alone.<br> The churches are full of the faithful that sing<br> For the birth of our Lord, is a spiritual thing.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"> The sound of Christmas sweetly fills the air<br> While frantic shoppers hustle from here to there.<br> The windows of storefronts at this time of year<br> Reflect all their wonders as Christmas draws near.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"> Little ones stand looking with their nose pressed to glass<br> As model trains on display come speeding past.<br> The path to Santa is lined with girls and boys<br> With a list in their heart of their favorite toys.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"> The stores shelves are crammed with dolls that crawl or walk<br> Games, cars, trucks, planes and stuffed toys that sing or talk.<br> The miracle of Christmas comes once a year<br> When all that we love seems more precious and dear.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"> By God's Poet<br> Tom Zart<br> Most Published Poet<br> On The Web! </div><div style="margin:10px 0">Tom Zart www.internetvoicesradio.com/t_zart/<br>http: //www.veteranstodayforum.com/viewforum.php? f=38<br> 'To book Tom Zart for guest appearances, product, or services, contact Raymond L. LaPietra-Exclusive Personal Manager,913-681-7750 (office) , modelman@careerimages.com (e-mail) ,</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Tom+Zart">Tom Zart</a><div class=q>
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 Darling I miss you more than words can tell
 As the torments of war burden my heart.
 I worry about you and how you are
 As by conflict we're forced to part.
 
As death confronts me I witness first hand
 Just how sud..."></div>
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