I first posted Master Sergeant Robert Allen’s Christmas song for his wife in December 2011. Another wife left alone, again, at Christmas time. It makes me think of the women left behind on December 7th 1941 with their men stationed at Pearl Harbor. How long did it take for them to know the fate of their loved ones –– seventy-four years ago today? The men who survived were surely thinking of their families, too. What a terrible time had begun in our history. Also below is a poem, Army Wives Lonely Christmas by Bradley A Peraino. In the words of Tiny Tim Cratchit: “God Bless us, every one.“ Video below, and last but not least, Robert Allen is a native of Pawnee, Oklahoma, my home state.
My Lonely Christmas” (Army Wives lonely Christmas)
As I lay down to sleep, this eve of Christmas morn, ‘
I slide between the cotton sheets so comfortable and warm.
A tinge of guilt comes over me followed by a saddened tear.
I say another lonely prayer that only God can hear.
I turn the bedside light off and quickly settle in,
but it will be a few more hours before my night comes to an end.
I lie here all but motionless, eyes wider than the sky.
I try to think of happy thoughts, but I still break down and cry.
I punch my flattened pillow and lie flat on my back.
I’m thinking of my soldier who’s bravely serving in Iraq.
I finally stop my crying and a calm sets in my heart.
For, I know this year will quickly pass, then we’ll no longer be apart.
My eyes are feeling heavy now, so I send God one last prayer.
“God, please protect my soldier while fighting over there!”