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SANTA MEETS A SOLDIER!
Contributed by
robert_edgar_burns
on
Friday, 16th December 2011 @ 12:51:35 PM in AEST
Topic:
Patriotic
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It would not be surprising if Santa Claus were real, That hed stop inside a soldiers house, And be emotionally struck I feel.
For whats important to a soldier, Is not worthy to be compared, To whatever anyone else wants, For his thinking will lay elsewhere!
While the world sees pretty packages, All wrapped tightly with ribbons and bows, The soldier only sees the bandages On the injured both friends and foes.
If a soldier ever gets to sleep Its in a hole he dug himself, Using entrenching tools he carries On his green ammunition belt!
So Santa please just let him rest, No milk and cookies you will find. His mind dreams of vivid battles, And how to avoid a claymore mine!
Santa, when he was just a lad He thought not of what would be today. And he never gave a second thought Those guns would be real someday!
Inside the heart of every boy Is a soldier to be loosed in war. And he dreams of becoming a hero, As he is today and so much more!
So Santa all those toys you brought That put the pacifists in wild uproars, But they shaped our American Soldiers, And prepared their hearts for war!
Perhaps that soldier is dreaming He's standing under the mistletoe, And kissing the girl he was courting, Before his unit was shipped out to go!
Please Santa let that soldier sleep, In the corner down on the floor, You leave "HIM" milk and cookies, And salute as you leave his door!
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robert_edgar_burns
... [
2011-12-16 12:51:35] (Date/Time posted on
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