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Christmas in the Sand

Contributed by Timmy on Sunday, 16th May 2004 @ 06:53:29 AM in AEST
Topic: Patriotic



Christmas in the Sand

In some desert land far from my home,
Searching for the enemy as I roam.
The gun by my side comforts me on my way,
Helping ensure me of another day.

The inner sounds of the holiday cheer,
Gives way to chopper blades and my own inner fear.
What lies inside doorways questions the mind,
What dangers and perils am I to find?

Some people line streets and greet me with joy,
While others lie in wait intent to destroy.
Who is to trust and whom do I dread,
Sending terror and fear that’s so widespread.

My president sent me here to fight,
While some still protest that it’s not right.
I fight for my country and my fellow Marine,
Brotherhood, bonds of duty lies between.

A moment of sleep is now what I crave,
Or to lie awake and read the letters that I save.
Remembrance of Christmases past,
Wondering if this one will be my last.

My Christmas will be spent on a foreign soil,
Littered with despair among wells of oil.
No presents will my morning bring,
Nor joyous carols will thy sing.

I’ll wake the morning just like the last,
Looking down at my shadow, the desert sun has cast.
This is not how my life was planned,
Just my Christmas… in the sand.


Timothy M. Snow
December 24, 2003




Copyright © Timmy ... [ 2004-05-16 06:53:29]
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Re: Christmas in the Sand (User Rating: 1 )
by bitson_2005 on Sunday, 16th May 2004 @ 07:14:10 AM AEST
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HOly *****! Wow. Such a wonderful write!!! Were you actually over there, or did that just come to you? Either way, that is such a good piece. YOu should try and enter it into some places.


Re: Christmas in the Sand (User Rating: 1 )
by Former_Member on Sunday, 16th May 2004 @ 09:22:02 AM AEST
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i totally agree this is a great poem. i mean, war often makes ppl forget that soldiers are people too, but as well as making that clear, it show then unreal, sickeningly present sence of danger i guess a soldier wud be under.


Re: Christmas in the Sand (User Rating: 1 )
by emystar on Sunday, 16th May 2004 @ 09:29:09 AM AEST
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A masterpeice.
I really respect u and appreciate all that u went thru so we could live free.
God bless u-n-yours.
My son use to be in Milatary at Ft. Hood Texas.
He's service connected disability but it was in peace time. He got injured on the job.
So u can see all soilders are close to my heart.
Luv, huggs, faith, joy,
emy




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