Christmas At Sea

The sea is cold, the night is dark . . . the blowing wind is crisp,
I stare across the ship's large deck . . . I did not get my wish.
I wanted so, to be at home . . . this year on Christmas Eve,
But this will be the year that I . . .did not get Christmas leave.

I stand and think about my family . . . gathered by the tree,
I know that one will say my name . . . and then they'll think of me.
I am not there to share their joy . . . my country needs me here,
But I am not the only one . . . who won't get home this year.

I miss my family but I am . . . on guard for my country,
Protecting those who can have Christmas . . . is my first duty.
Many others gave their all . . . for us to have that right,
And I feel honored just to sacrifice . . . a Christmas night.

But, still I'm feeling so alone . . . as many of us are,
As I just stand here on the deck . . . and watch a Christmas star.
I guess it is a Christmas star . . . it shines for all it's worth,
And I think back to when a star . . . foretold His peace on earth.

If only people felt this calm . . . as on this Christmas Eve,
And not create hostilities . . . that make their brothers grieve.
Then we could have a peaceful world . . . as it was meant to be,
But until then we must stand guard . . . and this night it is me.

Once again my thoughts turn home . . . my family safe and sound,
Because this ship and other ones . . . are ready to stand ground.
The navy and the other branches . . . keep us safe and strong,
So those at home can celebrate . . . and sing their Christmas song.

But knowing that I must do this . . . I can't hold back a tear,
Wishing I was home this Christmas . . . sharing in the cheer.
Seeing all my family's faces . . . lights and Christmas trim,
Now the night is getting darker . . . as I think of them.

Trying now to fight this feeling . . . of such loneliness,
Softly speaking to myself . . . a lonely Christmas wish.
Actually my Christmas wish . . . is now a Christmas prayer,
Thank you for the men and women . . . serving everywhere.

Thank you for our families . . . who enjoy this Christmas free,
Thank you for the others . . . who now serve this ship with me.
Thank you for allowing me . . . to make this sacrifice,
A joyous Christmas for our families . . . makes it worth the price.

[ by James A. Kisner © 2000 (PoppyK1@aol.com) -- {used with permission} ]