The dust
is relentless, the night is long
His body aches and he prays to
be strong
It's Christmas Eve and he longs
to be home
not here in this God-forsaken
place all alone
He longs for his parents-his
sister and brother
--to have a cozy warm
blanket--instead of sky for a
cover
He remembers the Christmases in
his home town
with lights strung on trees and
with snow coming down
He remembers his Mom's cooking
on Christmas day
-The aroma of her turkey and the
Church Christmas play
He envisions the fireplace with
it's cozy, warm glow
and the birds on the trees-heavy
with snow
There was always a big wreath
hung on the barn door
and a light in the window--he
never knew what for.
The light on the lamppost burned
bright as a star
and he tried to hear the
carolers but the distance was
too far
He cast his eyes upward to view
the bright, shining star
and although he was far from
home, fighting this war
-he knew that war could not ever
take away
the wonder of Jesus being born
on that day.
The wonder of Christmas and the
baby so small
who would someday die to save us
all
and and he thought to himself my
mission is not lost
if I die on a battlefield
instead of a cross
Back home, they celebrate
Christmas Eve
--say a silent prayer that God
will not leave
their Soldier to die with no
loved ones near
They pray he will be with them
on Christmas--next year.
They light a candle for him on
this Christmas Eve
He will come home safely - they
have to believe
So the war continues and he
fights bravely on
And one day, he's going back to
his home
There's a light in the barn and
in the window he sees
the biggest and most beautiful
of all Christmas trees
-and the same star is shining as
he knocks on the door
-shining on another Soldier as
he goes off to war
The Heavenly star shines
making weapon's fire dim
and at home the Soldier's family
lights a candle for him.
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