I watched the snow fall on Christmas Eve
I watched the snow fall on Christmas Eve, falling soft,
Fluffy white, for just a moment I closed my eyes,
Listening to the haunting strands of silent night.
I watched the snow fall on Christmas Eve, covering
The horrors of war, death and blood buried beneath
A blanket of white until destruction was no more.
Wrapped up in its beauty, the snow falling glistening
White, shadows danced across the drifts telling stories
in the starlight.
As I watched the snow fall on Christmas Eve for just
A moment I was home, I could almost hear my families
Laughter- if I didn't remember I was alone…
The moon gleamed, making the snowflakes look like
Diamonds floating through the air, but as I reached out to
Catch a floating diamond, I saw they were never there.
The snowflakes turned to blood drops, staining the
Snow a crimson red, the beauty now scared by
death, where soldier boys had bled.
Frozen bodies lay alone cast within an early moon
Glow, their faces young and innocent; their graves
a bed of snow.
I watched the snow fall on Christmas Eve and felt
The snowflakes softly kiss my face, as tears slipped
down my cheek, it's beauty seemed so out of place.
What a sad way to spend Christmas, without loving
Laughter or Christmas trees, haunting moans for
Christmas carols and barbed wire for ivory leaves.
I watched the snow fall on Christmas Eve falling soft,
Sad, and slow, it seemed to be morning the boys who
Lay lifeless a pone the snow.
Cold and sad filled with this hurt and pain my heart
Will forever grieve, I watched the snow fall all alone,
on Christmas Eve…