A Military Brat

Though she knows both this and that Except for where next she will be living at Lived that life, as both daughter and now wife As she is just, a Military brat. She has no place to call her home As around the world she has roamed A new life to begin, as an old one did end That life for her is all that is known. New friends always for her to meet As goodbye to the old ones she says with a weep Always somewhere new, sometimes with no clue But in her heart and soul memories she will keep. She has gone to where our country has cried And always with honor and also with her pride With a smile on her face, which cant be erased She was always at her fathers, and now husbands side. Many times though her living style has changed Sometimes when she sees the sand she expects the rain And sometime when she speaks, an interpreter she seeks And many time driving she’s in the wrong lane. With her life she will not get rich or even fat Never been in a war or fought in any combat Never ate any rations, but has always been in fashion As she is just, and still a Military brat. Randy L. McClave