I found a slip of paper with this poem on it while going through old things. It was originally written on 3/10/00 before I initially got out of the Army that year. I did get home, briefly, before I left again to go to Korea for a couple of years and more service as some of you know from past submissions. I am back home again now and hope not to leave for a while.
On a different note, as most of you know I have been on hiatus for some time now. As I stated then, I did not intend on leaving the den permanently but rather for a breather. I have done this and now I am back.
I just want to go home,
to California, my country birth--
the place I desire to be
and have been seperated
for these four long years gone.
I just want to go home
to familiar places and people.
To family's love and care,
to the valley I treasure
and have loved since first torn.
I just want to go home
for I am very homesick
and perpetually so tired
of putting up with the Army
and all of the hardships prone.
I just want to go home
where I can live in peace
and security of life's position.
Knowing my surroundings well
and the best value the world knows.
I just want to go home--
too long have I been away.
Far from comfort known
in far away countries and villas,
serving my country the best I know.
Welcome back J. I travel a lot so I can completely relate to your feelings on a certain level. What you went through is much harder. You were away for years on end. Excellent poem.
Reviewed by T. Emilie Dybevik (Reader)
Reviewed on July 13, 2003
I felt this way while in Norway (missed Velveeta & Kool-Aid) Now, I want to go back :`( BUT, that is a woman for you! LOL... This was very heart felt.
Rosetta was born in 1909 as the youngest of ten children. The family had more laughter than money and neighbors would knock on their door to ask, "Can we come in and laugh, too?"
(Richard M. Feldman) Ever since I was a young boy, the only thing I wanted to be was a cowboy. I wanted to own and work on a real ranch, with cattle and horses. Especially horses.
While I never became a cowboy, considering everything I have done
beautiful, heartfelt write
*and thank you for your service to our nation--as a vet (usaf 83-85), i salute you*
(((HUGS))) and love,
karla. :)
I felt this way while in Norway (missed Velveeta & Kool-Aid) Now, I want to go back :`( BUT, that is a woman for you! LOL... This was very heart felt.
Thanks,
Emilie
May Lu a.k.a. Sandie Angel :o)