Matthew Cole

Matthew Cole Poems

'Twas The Night Before Christmas,
He Lived All Alone,
In A One Bedroom House
Made Of Plaster And Stone.
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2.

I try so hard

To make you smile
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We Never Give

Rocky granit paths mortor strewn
faces controlled disciplined white
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Build me up

Tear me down
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Starring down the barrel of a hot bedded 45

Just wondering...
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A single shed tear

Slides down my face
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I struggle to see my objective for the sand blowing in my eyes,
I hear the sound of explosions like thunder from the sky,
My mouth is dry and my body aches,
I must push on no matter what it takes,
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Matthew Cole Biography

Hi my names Matthew Cole and I'm 20 years old to some I'm young but god I feel old and tired. What to say... I live now with my baby girl Clarissa we are planning to settle down and start a family. Well for all my friends on poem hunter thank you. Any who, I love sports... Football mainly and I'm an easy going kind of guy. Love my family there isn't anything I wouldn't do for them. My friends are my world When I need someone to talk to there always there for me. Well if you want to know more just send me a private message. Peace out...)

The Best Poem Of Matthew Cole

Military Christmas

'Twas The Night Before Christmas,
He Lived All Alone,
In A One Bedroom House
Made Of Plaster And Stone.

I Had Come Down The Chimney
With Presents To Give,
And To See Just Who
In This Home Did Live.

I Looked All About,
A Strange Sight I Did See,
No Tinsel, No Presents,
Not Even A Tree.

No Stocking By Mantle,
Just Boots Filled With Sand,
On The Wall Hung Pictures
Of Far Distant Lands.

With Medals And Badges,
Awards Of All Kinds,
A Sober Thought
Came Through My Mind.

For This House Was Different,
It Was Dark And Dreary,
I Found The Home Of A Soldier,
Once I Could See Clearly.

The Soldier Lay Sleeping,
Silent, Alone,
Curled Up On The Floor
In This One Bedroom Home.

The Face Was So Gentle,
The Room In Such Disorder,
Not How I Pictured
A United States Soldier.

Was This The Hero
Of Whom I'd Just Read?
Curled Up On A Poncho,
The Floor For A Bed?

I Realized The Families
That I Saw This Night,
Owed Their Lives To These Soldiers
Who Were Willing To Fight.

Soon Round The World,
The Children Would Play,
And Grownups Would Celebrate
A Bright Christmas Day.

They All Enjoyed Freedom
Each Month Of The Year,
Because Of The Soldiers,
Like The One Lying Here.

I Couldn't Help Wonder
How Many Lay Alone,
On A Cold Christmas Eve
In A Land Far From Home.

The Very Thought
Brought A Tear To My Eye,
I Dropped To My Knees
And Started To Cry.

The Soldier Awakened
And I Heard A Rough Voice,
'Santa Don't Cry,
This Life Is My Choice;


I Fight For Freedom,
I Don't Ask For More,
My Life Is My God,
My Country, My Corps.'

The Soldier Rolled Over
And Drifted To Sleep,
I Couldn't Control It,
I Continued To Weep.

I Kept Watch For Hours,
So Silent And Still
And We Both Shivered
From The Cold Night's Chill.

I Didn't Want To Leave
On That Cold, Dark, Night,
This Guardian Of Honor
So Willing To Fight.

Then The Soldier Rolled Over,
With A Voice Soft And Pure,
Whispered, 'Carry On Santa,
It's Christmas Day, All Is Secure.'

One Look At My Watch,
And I Knew He Was Right.
'Merry Christmas My Friend,
And To All A Good Night.'

Matthew Cole Comments

Matt~ just going to say this...i love u. the world aint coming to an end. there is so much more to life than what meets the eye. ur a good caring and loving guy. u've always been here for me and me there for u. i care. okay? and there is no thing about u having no biography. ever'body gots one. so plz do me and others a favor make one. even if its a bit of a lie. i dont care. i want u to be happy. i dont like it when ur not happy. okay? mucho love! lol -Kasi

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