12 years agogusbaxter
I LOVE THIS POEM
Ã¢â‚¬ËœTwas 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.
As I looked all about, a strange sight I did see,
no tinsel, no presents, not even a tree.
No stocking by the fire, just boots filled with sand.
On the wall hung pictures of a far distant land.
With medals and badges, awards of all kind,
a sobering thought soon came to my mind.
For this house was different, unlike any IÃ¢â‚¬â„¢d seen.
This was the home of a U.S. Marine.
IÃ¢â‚¬â„¢d heard stories about them, I had to see more,
so I walked down the hall and pushed open the door.
And there he lay sleeping, silent, alone,
Curled up on the floor in his one-bedroom home.
He seemed so gentle, his face so serene,
Not how I pictured a U.S. Marine.
Was this the hero, of whom IÃ¢â‚¬â„¢d just read?
Curled up in his poncho, a floor for his bed?
His head was clean-shaven, his weathered face tan.
I soon understood, this was more than a man.
For I realized the families that I saw that night,
owed their lives to these men, who were willing to fight.
Soon around the Nation, the children would play,
And grown-ups would celebrate on a bright Christmas day.
They all enjoyed freedom, each month and all year,
because of Marines like this one lying here.
I couldnÃ¢â‚¬â„¢t help wonder how many lay alone,
on a cold Christmas Eve, in a land far from home.
Just the very thought brought a tear to my eye.
I dropped to my knees and I started to cry.
He must have awoken, for I heard a rough voice,
Ã¢â‚¬Å“Santa, donÃ¢â‚¬â„¢t cry, this life is my choice
I fight for freedom, I donÃ¢â‚¬â„¢t ask for more.
My life is my God, my country, my Corps.Ã¢â‚¬Â
With that he rolled over, drifted off into sleep,
I couldnÃ¢â‚¬â„¢t control it, I continued to weep.
I watched him for hours, so silent and still.
I noticed he shivered from the cold nightÃ¢â‚¬â„¢s chill.
So I took off my jacket, the one made of red,
and covered this Marine from his toes to his head.
Then I put on his T-shirt of scarlet and gold,
with an eagle, globe and anchor emblazoned so bold.
And although it barely fit me, I began to swell with pride,
and for one shining moment, I was Marine Corps deep inside.
I didnÃ¢â‚¬â„¢t want to leave him so quiet in the night,
this guardian of honor so willing to fight.
But half asleep he rolled over, and in a voice clean and pure,
said Ã¢â‚¬Å“Carry on, Santa, itÃ¢â‚¬â„¢s Christmas Day, all secure.Ã¢â‚¬Â
One look at my watch and I knew he was right,
Merry Christmas my friend, Semper Fi and goodnight.
12 years agogusbaxter
these are Qs that come off the top of my head
put t or f fot true or false
1=am i a guy
2=sarge is on red team
3=xbox is better ps3
4=jet lee is in hero
5=tony hawk sk8s 4 zero
6=bam is a cook
7=am i a sprite can
8=am a jar head
9=slipknot sang pulse of the maggots
10=slipknot said people = shit
11=stewie is a baby on family guy
12=i am 13
13=joe cartoon is a web site
14=i dont sk8
15=icp did not sing homies
16=heros takes place in my house
17=i live in tn
18=i am not a rvb fan
19=cats can fly
20=do you think you will win
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