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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=563804" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Military christmas</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">'Twas The Night Before Christmas, <br>He Lived All Alone, <br>In A One Bedroom House <br>Made Of Plaster And Stone. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">I Had Come Down The Chimney <br>With Presents To Give, <br>And To See Just Who <br>In This Home Did Live. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">I Looked All About, <br>A Strange Sight I Did See, <br>No Tinsel, No Presents, <br>Not Even A Tree. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">No Stocking By Mantle, <br>Just Boots Filled With Sand, <br>On The Wall Hung Pictures <br>Of Far Distant Lands. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">With Medals And Badges, <br>Awards Of All Kinds, <br>A Sober Thought <br>Came Through My Mind. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">For This House Was Different, <br>It Was Dark And Dreary, <br>I Found The Home Of A Soldier, <br>Once I Could See Clearly. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">The Soldier Lay Sleeping, <br>Silent, Alone, <br>Curled Up On The Floor <br>In This One Bedroom Home. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">The Face Was So Gentle, <br>The Room In Such Disorder, <br>Not How I Pictured <br>A United States Soldier. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">Was This The Hero <br>Of Whom I'd Just Read? <br>Curled Up On A Poncho, <br>The Floor For A Bed? </div><div style="margin:10px 0">I Realized The Families <br>That I Saw This Night, <br>Owed Their Lives To These Soldiers <br>Who Were Willing To Fight. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">Soon Round The World, <br>The Children Would Play, <br>And Grownups Would Celebrate <br>A Bright Christmas Day. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">They All Enjoyed Freedom <br>Each Month Of The Year, <br>Because Of The Soldiers, <br>Like The One Lying Here. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">I Couldn't Help Wonder <br>How Many Lay Alone, <br>On A Cold Christmas Eve <br>In A Land Far From Home. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">The Very Thought <br>Brought A Tear To My Eye, <br>I Dropped To My Knees <br>And Started To Cry. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">The Soldier Awakened <br>And I Heard A Rough Voice, <br>'Santa Don't Cry, <br>This Life Is My Choice; </div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br>I Fight For Freedom, <br>I Don't Ask For More, <br>My Life Is My God, <br>My Country, My Corps.' </div><div style="margin:10px 0">The Soldier Rolled Over <br>And Drifted To Sleep, <br>I Couldn't Control It, <br>I Continued To Weep. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">I Kept Watch For Hours, <br>So Silent And Still <br>And We Both Shivered <br>From The Cold Night's Chill. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">I Didn't Want To Leave <br>On That Cold, Dark, Night, <br>This Guardian Of Honor <br>So Willing To Fight. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">Then The Soldier Rolled Over, <br>With A Voice Soft And Pure, <br>Whispered, 'Carry On Santa, <br>It's Christmas Day, All Is Secure.' </div><div style="margin:10px 0">One Look At My Watch, <br>And I Knew He Was Right. <br>'Merry Christmas My Friend, <br>And To All A Good Night.'</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Matthew+Cole">Matthew Cole</a><div class=q>
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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 ..."></div>
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