Ghostly Christmas

Ghostly Christmas

Joined: October 10th, 2005, 8:42 pm

December 20th, 2009, 5:33 pm #1

Twas the night before Christmas
and throughout the ship
not a person was stirring
not a sound from a lip

The racks were all empty
the decks were all bare
the lights were all out
just some red ones here and there

The volunteers were gone
at home with their family
There was no one else aboard I chuckled
cept maybe a few ghosts and me

I looked out of a porthole
and slowly let out a sigh
I saw that it was snowing
large flakes were drifting by

I was locking down LST 325
It was closed for the holiday
just a few more things to check
and Ill be on my way

When up on the main deck
there rose such a clatter
I ran up two ladders
to go see what was the matter.

I ran past the galley
ran right past the head
turned starboard at the Wardroom
un-dogged the door by the Captains bed

Outside I find silence
just wind blowing through the lines
the lapping of waves on the hull
like Ive heard so many times

The moon on the crest of the new fallen snow
cast a hypnotic like luster to the deck below
When what to my wondering eyes did appear
but a deck full of soldiers with their packs and their gear.

There were Sailors setting the sea detail
the rails were guarded by Marines
it seemed we were getting underway
Was it real or in my dreams?

I walked up to a lonely private
I ask what was going on here
He turned around to me and said
We do this once a year

We went to sea on this LST
but never made it home
we died on foreigh beaches
but we did not die alone

Many years before our time
our Savior paid the price
He promised he would be with us
through all our trials and strife

Like the Shepards did before us
we set course for that Eastern Star
at journeys end we worship him
like the others did from afar

Was I dreaming or was it real
I really did not know
slowly the soldiers began to fade
the private said now I too must go

One thing I ask before I leave
something you must do
remember us on Christmas Eve
and the Savior who died for you

The night air was crisp and silent
as I stood alone on the deck
snow still falling around me
cold wind blowing down my neck

Suddenly I heard the ships bell ring
but no one was in sight
I could have sworn I heard the private say
Merry Christmas to all, and to all a good night

BP 09

Joined: August 24th, 2003, 10:08 pm

December 21st, 2009, 3:17 am #2

came a tear. Thank you for remembering, Bob. A beautifully written poem.

Joined: July 6th, 2005, 3:57 pm

December 23rd, 2009, 11:18 am #3

Goosebumps and a few tears.....