I thought maybe I'd find myself out here,
On this mission, gone a year.
I thought that I'd have time to find,
Something resembling peace of mind.
I look around, my sense slow,
One thing is true and always so...
Most of me rests at home in all of you,
No matter where I go,
No matter what I do.
My level mind rests half in your hands,
I'm truly beginning to understand.
The day by day, I take in stride.
Yes, life was easier at home by your side.
Still, some of us are meant to be tried,
How better to open the heart and minds eye.
(written 22 May 2010)
What a blessing to be 'tried' such as you have been. Look how you've grown. You've passed all the tests and you're still standing. This poem is testament to your strength and perseverance. You speak for all your brothers and sisters in the Armed Forces with poems such as this!
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