It’s Christmas – A Different Kind of Poem – Chuck Barberini

It’s Christmas – My boy Christopher is home for a couple of weeks and I saw this last night and it really hit me… It touched me and made me sad, it made me happy and proud, it made me think about the sacrifices of so many and how blessed we are to be American… Thank you to those in service all over the world, away from home… Merry Christmas.

Take a minute to read this poem and let me know what you think.

Different Christmas Poem

 

 

 

 

The embers glowed softly, and in their dim light,
I gazed round the room and I cherished the sight.
My wife was asleep, her head on my chest,
My daughter beside me, angelic in rest.


Outside the snow fell, a blanket of white,
Transforming the yard to a winter delight.
The sparkling lights in the tree I believe,
Completed the magic that was Christmas Eve.


My eyelids were heavy, my breathing was deep,
Secure and surrounded by love I would sleep.
In perfect contentment, or so it would seem,
So I slumbered, perhaps I started to dream.


The sound wasn’t loud, and it wasn’t too near,
But I opened my eyes when it tickled my ear.

Perhaps just a cough, I didn’t quite know,
Then the sure sound of footsteps outside in the snow.


My soul gave a tremble, I struggled to hear,
And I crept to the door just to see who was near.

Standing out in the cold and the dark of the night,
A lone figure stood, his face weary and tight.


A soldier, I puzzled, some twenty years old,
Perhaps a Marine, huddled here in the cold.
Alone in the dark, he looked up and smiled,
Standing watch over me, and my wife and my child.


“What are you doing?” I asked without fear,
“Come in this moment, it’s freezing out here!
Put down your pack, brush the snow from your sleeve,
You should be at home on a cold Christmas Eve!”


For barely a moment I saw his eyes shift,
Away from the cold and the snow blown in drifts…
To the window that danced with a warm fire’s light
Then he sighed and he said “It’s really all right.


I’m out here by choice. I’m here every night. ”
“It’s my duty to stand at the front of the line,
That separates you from the darkest of times.
No one had to ask or beg or implore me,

I’m proud to stand here like my fathers before me.


My Gramps died at ‘ Pearl on a day in December,”
Then he sighed, “That’s a Christmas ‘Gram always remembers. ”
My dad stood his watch in the jungles of ‘ Nam ‘,
And now it is my turn and so, here I am.


I’ve not seen my own son in more than a while,
But my wife sends me pictures, he’s sure got her smile.
Then he bent and he carefully pulled from his bag,
The red, white, and blue… an American flag.


I can live through the cold and the being alone,
Away from my family, my house and my home.
I can stand at my post through the rain and the sleet,
I can sleep in a foxhole with little to eat.


I can carry the weight of killing another,
Or lay down my life with my sister and brother.
Who stand at the front against any and all,
To ensure for all time that this flag will not fall.”


”  So go back inside,” he said, “harbor no fright,
Your family is waiting and I’ll be all right. ”
“But isn’t there something I can do, at the least,
“Give you money,” I asked, “or prepare you a feast?

It seems all too little for all that you’ve done,
For being away from your wife and your son. “


Then his eye welled a tear that held no regret,
“Just tell us you love us, and never forget.
To fight for our rights back at home while we’re gone,
To stand your own watch, no matter how long.


For when we come home, either standing or dead,
To know you remember we fought and we bled.
Is payment enough, and with that we will trust,
That we mattered to you as you mattered to us. “

 


PLEASE, would you do me the kind favor of sending this to as many
people as you can? Christmas will be coming soon and some credit is due to our
U. S. service men and women for our being able to celebrate these
festivities. Let’s try in this small way to pay a tiny bit of what we owe. Make people stop and think of our heroes, living and dead, who sacrificed themselves for us.

LCDR Jeff Giles, SC, USN
30th Naval Construction Regiment
OIC, Logistics Cell One
Al Taqqadum, Iraq

“Real Integrity is doing the right thing, knowing that no body’s going to know whether you did it or not. “

PFC Christopher Barberini

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

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Author: Chuck Barberini

As a professional Realtor for over 15 years, I have lucky enough to work with several companies and many different brokers. I have learned and gained experience through all of my interactions and transactions. I have continued to work diligently to nurture and support my network of clients, both buyers and sellers, Real Estate colleagues, investors and other professionals in related fields. By working on and developing relationships, I have been able to maintain and grow my business through the dramatic ups and downs in the Real Estate market over the past decade. I am, however, more than just a Real Estate professional, I’m also a neighbor, a friend, husband and father. I take a keen interest in people and their well-being, working hard to earn and maintain their trust and respect. My upbringing here in the San Francisco Bay Area, as well as my professional experience, has given me the ability to work easily with a variety of Real Estate clients who have a variety of needs. From helping first-time home-buyers find that special home together, to strategizing with investors to find and secure wealth-building assets, I help navigate and problem-solve the complex processes and negotiations that are inherently part of this industry. I prefer to focus on the relationship rather than just the transaction, believing that a satisfied client will share my name with their friends and colleagues. This approach has helped me expand my local network to include the legal community involved with probate issues. And I am proud to be a preferred agent to a number of professionals in this area.

One thought on “It’s Christmas – A Different Kind of Poem – Chuck Barberini”

  1. Love this, makes me so proud of Chris and all who serve our country. I truly appreciate the sacrifices you make for us and I never want to lose sight of that. You are always in my prayers. Be safe❤

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