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A Different Christmas Poem, A Must Read From Al Taqqadum, Iraq
  The embers glowed softly, and in their dim light, I gazed round the room and I cherished the sight..  My wife was asleep, her head on my chest, My daughter beside me, angelic in rest. Outside the snow fell, a blanket of white, Transforming the yard to a winter delight.
 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.
 The sound wasn't loud, and it wasn't too near, But I opened my eyes when it tickled my ear.  Perhaps just a cough, I didn't quite know, Then the sure sound of footsteps outside in the snow. My soul gave a tremble, I struggled to hear, And I crept to the door just to see who was near.
 Standing out in the cold and the dark of the night, A lone figure stood, his face weary and tight.  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.
 "What are you doing?" I asked without ... more

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