Her Christmas Soldier
Alone again this Christmas Day,
Her soldier’s gone to war.
She feels the sting of helpless tears,
Just like she has before.
She wonders where he is tonight,
In bunk or sandy hole,
Just wishing she could hold him tight
And warm her aching soul.
While the Christmas lights are blinking,
Her thoughts are far away,
Can’t help the fear that grips her heart,
This time on Christmas Day.
She curls into his favorite shirt,
Wrapped round her like a glove,
She smiles at thoughts that bring him near,
And memories of love.
“Please bring my soldier home” she prays,
Then switches off the light,
And slips into a peaceful dream,
Of him this Christmas night.
©2003 Donna Sue Berry