This is by far the best piece in my collection,ok,one of the best. Its an original christmas poem written in stalingrad december 6,1942 by georg beck,wich is still missing since today: Here is what he wrote: Christmas time, O feast of joy My heart is lifted with such happy memories, When the pealing of the bells in celebration Heralds its coming everywhere. How glorious it always was In our dear home with you, our loved ones, How different it is this year, The enemy intrudes on our peace. And yet the noble splendour of the flickering candles Shall light up this celebration for you While our comrades and I Keep watch over our loyal homeland. And so we shall do our duty Steered by the Führer’s mighty hand And we promise solemnly and will not rest Until we have fought for the Fatherland’s victory. Then Christmas will seem to us to rise up like new More beautiful than in former times When we meet again in victory In the glory of lasting peace.