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...M Y ... D E A R ... F..A..M..I..L..Y... The embers glowed softly, and in their dim light, I gazed round the room and I cherished the sight. My Mom was asleep, her head on my chest, My Sister beside me, angelic in rest. Outside the snow fell, a blanket of white, Transforming the yard to a winter delight. The sparkling lights in the tree I believe, Completed the magic that was a Winter's Eve. My eyelids were heavy, my breathing was deep, Secure and surrounded by love I would sleep. In perfect contentment, or so it would seem, So I slumbered, perhaps I started to dream. The sound wasn't loud, and it wasn't too near, But I opened my eyes when it tickled my ear. Perhaps just a cough, I didn't quite know, Then the sure sound of footsteps outside in the snow. My soul gave a tremble, I struggled to hear, And I crept to the door just to see who was near. Standing out in the cold and the dark of the night, A lone figure stood, her face weary and tight. My Daughter, I puzzled, some twenty years old, Perhaps alone, huddled here in the cold. Alone in the dark, she looked up and smiled, and said, I'm standing watch over you, Mother I'm watching over you. "Why are you doing that?" I asked without fear, "Come in this moment, it's freezing out here! Put down your worries, brush the snow from your sleeve, You should be at home on a cold Winter's Eve!" For barely a moment I saw her eyes shift, Away from the cold and the snow blown in drifts.. To the window that danced with a warm fire's light Then she sighed and she said "Its really all right, I'm out here by choice. I'm here every night." "It's my duty to stand at the front of the line, That separates you from the darkest of times. No one had to ask or beg or implore me, I'm proud to stand here like my family before me. My Papaw died at but it wasn't December," Then she sighed, "That's a Christmas Mamaw always remembers." My Poppy stood his watch in the years before me, And now it is my turn and so, here I am. I've not seen my own family in more than a while, But my Brother sends me thoughts, and Sis sure has Mom's smile. I can live through the cold and the being alone, Away from my family, my house and my home. I can stand at the gates through the next few years. I just can't take anymore tears. I can't carry the weight of killing another, Or see you lay down your life ... Who stands at the front against any and all, To ensure for all time that this family will not fall." "So go back inside," she said, "harbor no fright, Our family is waiting and I'll be all right." For being away from our family and your life is gone." Then her eyes welled a tear that held no regret, "Just tell us you love us, and don't ever forget. To fight for our rights back at home, and not that I'm gone, just close your eyes you'll feel me in your heart and have no regrets.