Sailor's Night Before Christmas

'Twas the night before Christmas, the ship was out steaming,
Sailors stood watch while others were dreaming.

They lived in a crowd with racks tight and small,
In and 80-man berthing, cramped one and all.

I had come down the stack with presents to give,
And to see inside just who might perhaps live.

I looks all about, a strange sight did I see,
No tinsel, no presents, not even a tree.

No stockings were hung, shined boots close at hand,
On the bulkhead hung pictures of a far distant land.

They had medals and badges and awards of all kind,
And a sober thought cam into my m ind.

For this place was different, so dark and so dreary,
I had found the home of a Sailor, at once I saw clearly.

A Sailor lay sleeping, silent and alone,
Curled up in a rack and dreaming of home.

The face was so gentle, the room squared away,
This was the United States Sailor today.

This was the hero I saw on TV,
Defending our country so we could be free.

I realized the families I would visit this night,
Owned their lives to these Sailors so willing to fight.

Soon round the world, the children would play,
And grownups would celebrate on Christmas Day.

They all enjoyed freedom each day of the year,
Because of the Sailor, like the ones
lying here.

I couldn't help wonder how many lay alone,
On a cold Christmas Eve on a sea far from home.

The very thought brought a tear to my eye,
I dropped to my knees and started to cry.

The Sailor awakened and I heard a calm voice,
"Santa, don't cry, this life is my choice,"
"Defending the seas all days of the year,
So others may live and be free with no fear."

I thought for a moment, what a difficult road,
To live a life guided by honor and code.

After all it's Christmas Eve and the ship's underway!
But freedom isn't free and it's sailors who pay.

The Sailor says to our country "be free and sleep tight,
No harm will come, not on my watch, not on this night."

The Sailor rolled over and drifted to sleep,
I couldn't control it, I continued to weep.

I kept watch for hours, so silent, so still,
I watched as the Sailor shivered from the night's cold chill.

I didn't want to leave on that cold dark night,
This guardian of honor so willing to fight.

The Sailor rolled over and with a voice strong and sure,
Commanded, "Carry on Santa, It's Christmas, and All is Secure!"

-- by Andy Marsh, published December 22, 2004

Thanks to all of you for your HONOR, COURAGE and COMMITMENT!

Merry Christmas everyone!

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May God Bless you All !
by: A gramma

My thanks to each and every sailor aboard the ships they sail on...

My grandson is our pride and joy for his choice to guard and protect our country.

Gramma A.

Cramped spaces!
by: Janet

This is Great!

For anyone wondering, this photo shows a WWII-era berthing space on a US Navy ship. Conditions have improved slightly since then. Sailors still don't have much more space than this, and they still sleep in rows of stacked "racks" (sailor-speak for "bed") like this. They do have mattresses now, and a LITTLE storage space underneath the mattress.

As a general rule, though, they can't even sit on their "rack" to read mail or a magazine. Definitely NOT for the claustrophobic -- I would never make it! Many can't roll over in their racks without bumping their shoulders on the bottom of the rack above them. And privacy? Non-existent!

God bless each and every one of our men and women in uniform for their service, sacrifice and devotion to this country. They are the reason America is the best place on Earth to live! Please express your thanks whenever you have the opportunity. They need to hear that we appreciate what they're doing for us.

As the bumper sticker says,

"If you are reading this, thank a teacher;
If you are reading it in English [and in America], thank a soldier [sailor, airman or Marine]."

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