As Christmas falls near,
With the stars shining bright
A young soldier keeps walking...
First left, then right.
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He's serving his country
With a heart full of pride
On foreign land he's fighting
And this Christmas he'll reside.
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In good times and bad
He'll always stand tall
He shows his best
And gives it his all.
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Like so many others
�He's there for a cause,
And as a true soldier,
Never will he pause.
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He's tried and true
And tempered like steel
Born of American spirit;
Born with American will.
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Without his sacrifice
�The cause would be lost
But the soldier carries onward
�No matter the cost.
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So I'll look to him with honor
�And thankful with prayers.
For the freedom I have
�Is because this soldier cares.
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Though it's now Christmas
And he's not here with me
His safe return I pray for
To the Land of the Free.
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"Author"
Ruth Ann Mahaffey
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Posted with permission of the author
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