Christmas day all is secure

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  1. T'was 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 the 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 lone British 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
    owed 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 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 sat & shivered
    from the cold night's chill.

    I didn't want to leave
    on that cold, Dark Night
    this guardian of honour
    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."
  2. Amen
    Thankyou all
    May your god go with you.

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