A Soilders Christmas

A Soldiers Christmas.

In a foreign land on a far away shore,

A Soldier on guard asks no more.

To protect the people he was sent here for,

And give them security and much, much more.

But as he gazes at a star lit sky,

He asks himself the reason why,

Of these people so poor and thin,

Are harried, tortured and some are killed.

Not for them this Christmas day,

In this barren land so far away.

But the cry of a mother giving birth,

And a child is born on this Christmas night

Like our Savior on this fateful day,

Who had to flee and stay away,

This baby will wander the same way,

So pray for this child of heavenly grace

And Peace be upon  him for God's sake !

Peace ! 

An Irish Christmas Welcome

An Irish Christmas Welcome 

Gather around my fire dear friend, sup awhile with me,

Enjoy my Christmas fare my friend, you're as welcome as can be,

For is it not the Irish way, though stranger you maybe, 

To share our home with you my friend with hospitality ! 

The Irish way at Christmas time is fun and a joy to see,

When all the love and happiness is given quite free,

So join our happy band and sing some some songs with me, 

The fiddle and the harp will play a lively jig for thee!

So if your Feeling Lonely with nothing else to do 

Or if your all alone and really feeling blue,

Stand up straight and be quite bright,for there is nothing else to do,

But to have an Irish Christmas and join a friend or two!           

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Spread the Cheer ! Share The Cheer ! 

Stormy Seas

Bonaventura Peeters, the Elder 1640

Stormy Seas 

" Stormy weather " Old Sam said ,as he bought his boat into its head.

"Steer for the light at Tusker Rock and cut the nets or we're in for a shock" 

The nets were cut,the clouds raced on, 

Past old Sam's boat towards the dawn, 

But the waves got higher as he threw the helm, 

Hoping he would save his crew of men. 

"Cut the rigging,stow the mast,save the oars till the last,

Light the flare,send it high "

And he prayed they would see in this terrible sky 

"Bail fast lads and keep it out, before we flounder,I'll come about "

But The boat was heavy with water then 

And the waves 

They pounded the boat again. 

" I 'll not be beaten confound you sir "

As he roared at Neptune in his lair 

"Take to the oars my hearty boys

 for Neptune's playing us like one of his toys "

The boys pulled strong against the wind,

Three Leagues on and they would win,

Not for them a watery grave ,

Old Sam Shouted them on "be brave "

Now Neptune watched from down beneath

Amazed at the fortitude Old Sam did bequeath 

I'll spare you your men if you stand by my side 

Old Sam roared out  " I have my guide "

For the light at Tusker was nearer now 

It's shiny rocks a glimmering brow 

"heave to that line and make it strong or 

Neptune will have us all gone" 

They climbed up on those slippery rocks 

Old Sam knew that he had outfoxed

King Neptune standing way out there 

Waving his trusty trident, furiously in the air! 

   

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