Treasure Island

Matthew Cole

(August 22nd 1989 / Portland)

Military christmas


'Twas 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.

I Looked All About,
A Strange Sight I Did See,
No Tinsel, No Presents,
Not Even A Tree.

No Stocking By Mantle,
Just Boots Filled With Sand,
On The Wall Hung Pictures
Of Far Distant Lands.

With Medals And Badges,
Awards Of All Kinds,
A Sober Thought
Came Through My Mind.

For This House Was Different,
It Was Dark And Dreary,
I Found The Home Of A Soldier,
Once I Could See Clearly.

The Soldier Lay Sleeping,
Silent, Alone,
Curled Up On The Floor
In This One Bedroom Home.

The Face Was So Gentle,
The Room In Such Disorder,
Not How I Pictured
A United States Soldier.

Was This The Hero
Of Whom I'd Just Read?
Curled Up On A Poncho,
The Floor For A Bed?

I Realized The Families
That I Saw This Night,
Owed Their Lives To These Soldiers
Who Were Willing To Fight.

Soon Round The World,
The Children Would Play,
And Grownups Would Celebrate
A Bright Christmas Day.

They All Enjoyed Freedom
Each Month Of The Year,
Because Of The Soldiers,
Like The One Lying Here.

I Couldn't Help Wonder
How Many Lay Alone,
On A Cold Christmas Eve
In A Land Far From Home.

The Very Thought
Brought A Tear To My Eye,
I Dropped To My Knees
And Started To Cry.

The Soldier Awakened
And I Heard A Rough Voice,
'Santa Don't Cry,
This Life Is My Choice;


I Fight For Freedom,
I Don't Ask For More,
My Life Is My God,
My Country, My Corps.'

The Soldier Rolled Over
And Drifted To Sleep,
I Couldn't Control It,
I Continued To Weep.

I Kept Watch For Hours,
So Silent And Still
And We Both Shivered
From The Cold Night's Chill.

I Didn't Want To Leave
On That Cold, Dark, Night,
This Guardian Of Honor
So Willing To Fight.

Then The Soldier Rolled Over,
With A Voice Soft And Pure,
Whispered, 'Carry On Santa,
It's Christmas Day, All Is Secure.'

One Look At My Watch,
And I Knew He Was Right.
'Merry Christmas My Friend,
And To All A Good Night.'

Submitted: Friday, December 05, 2008

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  • Maia Padua (1/15/2009 9:30:00 AM)

    wow...wonderful..very strong but there's the softness of the heart...
    military do weep?
    this piece has lots of emotions...
    touching....very wonderfully written...10+++++ (Report) Reply

  • Dee Daffodil (12/13/2008 9:01:00 AM)

    Wow Matt! ! That was a fantastic poem! ! ! I hope you can post it on a few more websites, just to get the coverage it deserves. I wish a 'peaceful' Christmas for you and yours...and all of our soldiers.: -)
    Hugs,
    Dee (Report) Reply

  • Serenity Prayer (12/11/2008 5:45:00 PM)

    i thank everyone whose in the military. you all are very brave. so thank you all very much for keeping us safe. (Report) Reply

  • Gutter Box (12/7/2008 7:04:00 PM)

    I like how you told a story in this poem...it was very good.
    This is going in my favs.10/10
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  • Is It Poetry (12/6/2008 7:43:00 PM)

    This is a good really spin off the rhythm and rhyme are all in place and a wonderfull story as well..Good write (Report) Reply

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