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A soldier, I puzzled, some twenty years old, Perhaps a Marine, huddled here in the cold. Alone in the dark, he looked up and smiled, Standing watch over me, and my wife and my child.

Put down your pack, brush the snow from your sleeve, You should be at home on a cold Christmas Eve! For barely a moment I saw his eyes shift, Away from the cold and the snow blown in drifts. Then he bent and he carefully pulled from his bag, The red, white, and blue… an American flag. I can live through the cold and the being alone, Away from my family, my house and my home. I can stand at my post through the rain and the sleet, I can sleep in a foxhole with little to eat.

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It is our challenge to stand for their rights at home while they stand for our lives and safety overseas. This poem went out and quickly spread around the world in emails, letters, magazines. I received letters from Marines in Bosnia, soldiers in Okinawa, from a submariner who xeroxed a copy for everyone on his sub.

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Outside the snow fell, a blanket of white, Transforming the yard to a winter kurze haare skinny nude redhead madchen. The sparkling lights in the tree I believe, Completed the magic that was Christmas Eve. My eyelids were heavy, my breathing was deep, Secure and surrounded by love I would sleep. In perfect contentment, or so it would seem, So I slumbered, perhaps I started to dream.


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