“The Gift of Peace” – A thank you to all the missileers in the field today and every day for the last 60 years.

The Gift of Peace

Quenten Thomas

The season now is Christmas,

A time of thankful cheer.

Peace our gift is given,

Its silence you can hear.

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For way up in the north tier,

On plains of snowy white.

Deterrence still is working,

Each day and through the night.

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While seldom they’re remembered,

And often times ignored.

The peace they’ve long provided,

For decades past and more.

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Through dry heat days of summer,

And the bitter winters gale.

The peace on earth defended,

For years it has prevailed.

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The work of oh so many,

Throughout these long past years.

Their standard yet unequaled,

By all their other peers.

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While children all are nestled,

So snug and very warm.

Some troop is there protecting,

Their life from evils harm.

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It’s quiet on these winter nights,

The northern lights will shine.

Another blessed Christmas,

There’s Peace for all Mankind.

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First appeared in newsletter of Association of Air Force Missileers. Used with permission of author and AAFM.

See followup post here, for a few thoughts on this poem.