Christmas Story, combat version

By Kim EthertonDecember 13, 2011

'Twas the night before Christmas

He lived all alone

In a one bedroom house

Of plaster and stone

I came down the chimney

With presents to give

And to see just who

In this home did live

I looked all about

A strange sight I did see

No tinsel, no presents

Not even a tree

No stocking by mantle

Just boots filled with sand

On the walls hung pictures

Of far distant lands

With medal and badges

Awards of all kinds

A sober thought

Came through my mind

For this house was different

It was dark and dreary

I found the home of a Soldier

Once I could see clearly

The Soldier lay sleeping

Silent -- Alone

Curled up on the floor

In this one bedroom home

The face was so gentle

The room in such disorder

Not how I pictured

A United States Soldier

Was this the hero

Of whom I'd just read

Curled up on a poncho

The floor for a bed

I realized the families

That I saw this night

Owed their lives to the Soldiers

Who were willing to fight

Soon round the world

The children would play

And grownups would celebrate

A bright Christmas day

They all enjoyed freedom

Each month of the year

Because of the Soldiers

Like the one lying here

I couldn't help wonder

How many lay alone

On a cold Christmas Eve

In a land far from home

The very thought

Brought a tear to my eye

I dropped to my knees

And started to cry

The Soldier awakened

I heard a rough voice

Santa don't cry

This life is my choice

I fight for freedom

I don't ask for more

My life is my God

My country, my corps

The Soldier rolled over

And drifted to sleep

I couldn't control it

I continued to weep

I kept watch for hours

So silent and still

And we both shivered

From the cold nights chill

I did not want to leave

On that dark night

This guardian of honor

So willing to fight

Then the Soldier rolled over

With a voice soft and pure

Whispered carry on Santa

Its Christmas Day -- all is secure

One look at my watch

And I knew he was right

Merry Christmas my friend

And to all a good night!

Kim Etherton

This poem was written by Kim Etherton last Christmas for her son Private first class Alvaro Aquino-Cervantes of Kelso, Wash. Cervantes was deployed from July 2010 to June 2011 to Kandahar Airfield with Delta Company, 1-4 Aviation Reconnaissance Battalion, 1-501 Combat Aviation Brigade.

Cervantes is an Apache helicopter repairman currently with Delta Co., 1-4 ARB, 1-501 CAB, Fort Bliss, Texas. He will spend this Christmas with his mom and two children.