Poetry

My New Marine

 My New Marine

The days are getting longer,
or so to me it seems.
I wish that I could see you,
other than in my dreams.

Those weeks went by so slowly,
and left without a trace.
So now Im left just waiting,
until i can see your face.

You left with no idea,
on what awaited you.
Seemed like so long,
but now, finally its through.

The work,the sweat,its worth it,
to follow all your dreams.
And come home to me so proudly,
a United States Marine.



Sarah Marie Ostovich

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