A SOLDIER'S CHRISTMAS MEMORIES
This Poem is dedicated to the Men and Women, who leave their families and friends to go overseas and fiight in the War. So many of them never return home at all. Some come back badly scarred with physical injuries, while others endure years of psychological torment, because of the things they have seen fighting.
It was just before Christmas, and I new of a man,
Who lived in a one bedroom home, all alone.
When I went by to vist, to see how he had been,
I discovered there to my dismay, that besides being dark,
There were no signs of a present or decoration in sight,
Not even a Christmas tree, was there to be seen.
As I looked all around his house it saddend me so,
To see him lying asleep in his chair,
For I knew that he , did not like Christmas like we,
Because at a young age, he had gone to fight in the war,
He had lost lots of mates, while fighting the Japs,
And to this day, he remembers the carnage he saw.
When he returned from the war, he had thus been informed,
For the brave and courageous things he had done,
That he was to receive for his brave deeds, a silver medal or two.
He'd had them put in a frame that now hung on his wall..
From time to time he looks at them, and once or twice has cried,
As he remembers who returned, and who tragically had died.
Every year now at Christmas time,
He goes for a walk with his dog to the lake.
As he stands at the side, he remembers with pride
The men that had lost their lives in the war.
It was one Christmas day, that he still recalls,
When he lost his friend, his best mate of all called Paul.
It made me feel sad and brought a tear to my eye,
To think of the young kids who left their country and Kin
He had told me lots of stories of the many men he saw
Who were badly injured when they fought in the war.
The thing that made me very sad and made me want to cry,
Is that many who went away to war, had lost their lives and died.
Now I know what your thinking,, at this time in my poem,
How I know so much about the life of this old man,
You see this old man asleep in his chair, who had gone
To the war when he was quite young,
Well, he is a brave and wonderful man whose my Dad,
And I am proud to say finally, that I am his son.
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