The Nght Before Christmas

T' was the night before Christmas At a house made of stone There lived an old man By himself all alone My sleigh stopped on the roof With my presents to give For the owner of this house It's were this man do live But when I did go there What a strange sight did I see No fairy lights no baubles Not even a tree No pictures of family Hung on the wail Just medals and such like Was all I could see An old soldier was sleeping Curled up on the floor No bed no mattress As he slept by the door Then I remembered the families That I went to that night Owed all of their freedom From young men who were Willing to fight Quite soon the whole world When children would play And parents soon celebrate a new Christmas day And I started to wonder How many young men Far away from their home In a far distant land How many felt that they were alone That terrible thought Invoked me to cry And I fell on my two knees And started to pray For I have no family No children no wife But I do thank my lord For saving my life This old man awakened And I heard his sweet voice Say a prayer for me Santa But this was my choice For I have fought for freedom And I cannot ask for more My god is my whole life And my freedom is for sure Then the soldier looked up at me it's Christmas tomorrow that's true On your way Santa you have so much to do I looked at my watch And I knew he was right "merry Christmas my friend And to you a good night " Eros