Some ideas, but this might make him feel depressed;
We miss you whilst you are in Iraq,
So much so, we want you back
Christmas will not feel the same,
But we�ll raise a glass (or three) in your name,
We�ll put some turkey on a plate
And save some spuds, for you�ll they wait
A wine glass full � red or white?
Or a glass of beer, is Fosters alright?
Think of us for all of Christmas
And we will know that you are with us
Take care our friend, and all the best
Come home soon, you know the rest
We so look forward to seeing you soon*
Our soldier, Our friend, the brave (enter name).
*Alter word to rhyme with name, or perhaps put his rank instead of the brackets.
Or something cheerier�.
Hello old chum
Are you having fun?
You left us back home
To mope and moan
It�s Christmas soon
And you are not here :o(
But while you�re away
Are you allowed any beer?
If not, it�s tough, oh what a shame!
So we�ll drink your share and have champagne
We�ll celebrate and do the conga
Have some fun and spend some wonga
Write back soon and tell us your news
Hope you�re alright I�m sure you are
Missing you from afar
Now I must go, take care old chum
I�ve run out of words and me hands gone numb
And my cup of tea/bum is getting colder
So toodle-pip my little soldier
Tutty-bye my brave young hero
So long for now and cheerio
This poem must end, but I don�t know how
This is it STOP, right NOW!
I will leave the poetic licence to you Sam.