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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=366196" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>christmas not far from the Holy land</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=366196" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">A fleeting mental picture<br>Conjured up in young lad’s head<br>Of shopping malls and Christmas trees<br>Of warm kitchen and warm bed</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=366196" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"> anticipation of a great Christmas eve<br>Of family gathered round the Christmas tree<br>These pleasant thoughts give reality leave<br> for a moment he’s home, and again carefree</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=366196" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">Harsh reality returns, pushes memories away<br> helmet is pulled down tight on his head<br>Near and around him his compatriots lay<br>Some frightened, some trembling... some dead</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=366196" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">Hands shaking, teeth clenched, eyes wet with tears<br>Blankly staring, without seeing... carnage abounds<br>Aging by the second, yet still young in years<br>Will be haunted forever, by War’s savage sounds</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=366196" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"> On a cold mountainside, somewhere in Afghanistan<br>Young men are killing and in turn being slain<br>On Christmas, and not too far from the holy land<br>One must wonder 'dear God, what do we gain? '</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=366196" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">When our boys are back... or their bodies returned home<br>Afghanistan will return to a country of yore<br>And Christmas’s will never be the same Christmas's<br>That our young men knew once before</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><a href="http://poems.citatepedia.com/">poem</a> by <strong><a rel="author" href="http://authors.citatepedia.com/by.php?a=David+Whalen">David Whalen</a></strong></div>

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