Home

Foreign Sand in my boots,

Heavy pack on my back,

Sweat on my skin

Sun in my eyes

Gun shots are my fireworks

No Fourth of July for me

No hot dogs, bbq, or beer

No high fives, laughter or cheer

Get your ass over here, beat feet, stay near, shoot back ,put your head down, I got your six

Those are the only words we hear.

Protect the freedoms of people far and near. Stick to your oath, do no harm only good. Get out your feelings! Home is just a memory! Understand? Understood!

We March together, pray together, and wipe our tears. The mission gets handled and we’re all clear.

Orders, orders! Get your orders here! Ship up and ship out! Tomorrow We’re getting out of here!

Cluttering and clamoring in our ears, break down, pack up

sun down, sun up,

the time draws near.

Butterflies in our stomachs but not from fear.

Get armed for hugs and kisses from all you hold dear. Home is on the horizon, no need to steer clear. Park the boat and walk down the pier.

Mom makes my favorite! Fried chicken and Mac and cheese. I tell my sister god bless you, when she sneeze.

I see my niece playing with her dolls,

My nephew has a fake phone and pretends a call.

Campfire and s’mores, good night hugs and snores. Home is where my family is. All for one and one for all!