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MERRY CHRISTMAS TO HERO

 

 

It was the night before Christmas

I drove my sled with reindeers

Streets were shined only by starlights

No song, no music, no cheers.

 

I drove my sled round and round

Could not find chimney to land

Pondering where I have gone

Finally, I stopped on sand.

 

Look around, I saw no chimneys

No bricks, no stones, no fences

Houses all made of soft fabrics

Those, they call "tents".

 

In the tent, I walked around

No decors, no tree, no halls

No stockings, no presents,

Boots and sands, all I saw.

 

I saw pictures on fabric walls

I saw letters by canvas beds

I saw medals and badges

I saw noone under blankets

 

Where they could be at this hour?

Finally, I knew I have found

Little house of soldiers

A simple and honorable house.

 

At frontier, keeping peace

So everyone could have holiday

And children would celebrate

A happy Christmas day

 

No wishes from the soldiers

I checked my list twice

I found letters from children

Loving their parents with pride


What presents could I give?

To brave women and brave men

Letters from their kids

Kisses from love in far land.

 

Brought presents on Christmas night

Dropped by once a year

Wishing I could make many trips

Brought loves and brought cheers.

 

Until you came back to tents,

“Be safe, my hero

I am the one children love,

But YOU are my hero.”

 

To all soldiers

Have a safe Christmas & New Year!

 

 

Ung Suy Phan  潘翠

December 2006

 

 

 

Xin mời đọc một số tác phẩm cuả Phan Suy Ưng - 请阅读潘翠膺作品.

 

 

 

 

 

 

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