Valour

• Austen Borsi, Grade 10
• Poetry
• 2013

Sneaking through the silent night, things that move are things of fright;
Sleighbells never ringing now, Angels rarely singing now,
Nobody comes to make their season bright, and sometimes there is no light.

Ring the bells and praise the Lord, for our soldiers’ love outpoured,
Post their names upon your tree, as they fight to keep us free,
Remember ... their gift eternally.

Helicopters - guns and tanks, moving now in guarded ranks,
Not a bit of Christmas cheer, that must wait til Home next year,
Since their only present is your “Thanks.”

Now with many flags unfolded, Boys and girls from round the world
Lift their voices - battle cry, guaranteed to win or bound to die
Fearless young heroes all chaos hurled.

Here at home with Christmas praise, in this fun time of the year,
Lets pause a bit from what we've planned, Singing melodious and harmonious songs with tributes.
Send a loving hug to soldiers this Christmas…