|Our Side of the Christmas War|
The Christmas Warby James M. Hopkins
On Christmas Eve in '69
I watched our tracer bullets fly;
And in their flight
Lit up the earth and sky.
Then from the dark,
From guns unseen,
Their shots flew back at us
And back and forth,
Throughout the night,
We fought the Christmas-colored fight...
(...back home, the happy children
Unwrapped gifts of toys...
Barbie dolls and little toy cars...)
...while we killed our brothers
In The Christmas War.
Copyright © 1995 James M. Hopkins
“I am only one, but I am one. I can't do everything, but I can do something. The something I ought to do, I can do, and by the grace of God, I will.” ~Everett Hale
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