One of my favorite poems...

I wish I knew the author but unfortunately I don't. In fact anytime I've read this poem somewhere the author has never been posted, but I love the poem. The first time I read it I was like wow that is so true. And if you are one...you'll know exactly what I mean.

I Am A Military Brat

My hometown is nowhere, my friends are everywhere.

I grew up with the knowledge that home is where the heart is and the family. Mobility is my way of life.

Some would wonder about roots, yet they are as deep and strong as the mighty oak. I sink them quickly, absorbing all an area offers and hopefully, giving enrichment in return.

Travel has taught me to be open. Shaking hands with the univerese, I find brotherhood in all men.

Farewells are never easy. Yet, even in sorrow comes strength and ability to face tomorrow with anticipation...if when we leave one place, I feel that half my world is left behind. I also know that the other half is waiting to be meet.

Friendships are formed in hours and kept for decades. I will never grow up with someone, but I will mature with many. Be it inevitable that paths part, there is constant hope that they will meet again.

Love of country, respect and pride fill my being when Old Glory passes in review.

When I stand to honor that flag, so also do I stand in honor of all soldiers, and most especially, to the parents whose life created mine.

Because of this, I have shared in the rich heritage of Military life.

(Author Unknown)

Awesome poem, ain't it? I wish I could write something that powerful. I'm sure some people who have read my work would say I have, but I'm such a harsh critic of my own work. I think there's rare times when I've read one of the poems or stories I've written and actually thought wow this is pretty good. Usually I'm like eh it's okay. I hardly write anymore. It used to be my outlet for depression that I went through about 5 to 6 years ago or maybe it was about 6 to 7 years ago. I really just have to feel inspired to write. I mean you could ask me to write on a set topic but it's just harder for me to write it. I feel like I'm forcing it. Although sometimes I am able to use music to get myself inspired like when I wanted to write kind of a poem/story for my mother for mother's day or when I wanted to write a poem in memory of my grandfather for his funeral.

Maybe one day I'll actually do something with the writing talent I have. I mean I should since it's obviously a gift passed down to me from my great grandfather. I've read a story he wrote and it was really incredible. I think I'd really love to be able to do something that involves writing and the military since the military was a part of my life from birth till I was almost 18 years old. I miss it. But who knows yet. We'll just have to see how it goes and where life leads me. For now...my place is here. But I just wanted to share that poem.