The Real Scoreboard in Life


 

“Here we come a-wassailing’

Among the leaves so green:

Here we come a-wandering

So fair to be seen.

Love and joy come to you

And to you your wassail too;

And God bless you and send you a Happy New Year

And God send you a Happy New Year.”…….


Came across a poem I would like to share with you.
 

 

 

If you have already seen this, it bears another read:
As they say … the Home of the Free, because of the Brave… 

 

a special tribute to everyone who has been a part of the Armed Forces …. 

 

 

 
soldier montage 3 copy
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!

 
~~ written by a Marine and here is his request of you…

 

“PLEASE, Would you do me the kind favor of

 

sending this to as many as you can?
Christmas is coming soon and some credit

 

 

 

is due our U.S. servicemen & women
for us being able to celebrate these festivities.

 

Let us try in this small way to

pay a tiny bit of what we owe.

Stop and think of our heroes

living and dead who sacrificed

themselves for us.

Please do your small part

to plant this small seed.”

FTAF 1

 

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