A Soldier Sits Alone

Miles away on a lonely post,A soldier sits alone;Dreaming back to days gone by, Now, it's Christmas away from home. Somewhere on an ocean blue,A Sailor wipes a tear;Duty calls, but still he yearns,For the joy of bygone years.And there among the ones who serve,A woman thinks of home;In service to her country,This year, she is alone.Away from friends and family,The memories of home are clear;When life was oh, so simple,With loved ones gathered near.Somewhere in a prison camp,A heart cries out for home,Where quiet desperation speaks..."Did they leave me here alone?"There in the lonely silence,Soft and sweet and low;A Christmas song begins to play,And tears begin to flow.For in the soft, sweet melody,The memories start to stream;Of, "I'll Be Home For Christmas,If Only In My Dreams."So, bless the sailor across the blue,And the soldier who serves our land;With Christmas dreams to fill their hearts,Till they come home again.