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The air was brittle with the cold
mud made life so very hard to bare.
Came to mind that maybe xmas is soon
Remembers roaring fires and christmas fayre

was so cold in the trenches
enemy not so many yards away,
trying to remember if its the twenty fifth
I think it's Christmas day

can hear the sound of music
soldiers singing for all their might,
we joined them in a rendering
of the carol Silent Night.

I peeped out of the bunker
to see the enemy doing the same,
we both held up a white flag
with a makeshift ball we had a game.

these were our enemies
yet human too
we can forget it for awhile
having fun is the right thing to do

this really happened in World War 1
at the end of the evening, went our own way
Christmas is a day to rejoice 
to live to fight another day.

Orig penned 26/11/2015



The unofficial truce took place on December 24, 1914, in the trenches around Ypres.

It started with German soldiers putting decorations up around their trenches and singing Christmas carols, including Stille Nacht - Silent Night. British sang O come all ye faithful

A German looked over the trench - no shots - our men did the same, and then a few of our men went out and brought the dead in (69) and buried them and the next thing happened a football was kicked out of our Trenches into no man's land this is how Germans and English played football.
All were in my eyes heroes.
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