SELECTED POEM OF 2014: My Soldier (For Him)

My man is a soldier, and I wait for him

while he is on personal deployment

duty calls

he’s off to a dark place


but will fight the good fight

and keep his sanity



-who am I to drive myself crazy now?



He will somehow endure, and I will too, for him

by taking up distracting enjoyment,

hit the malls,

knit, cook, paint, find purpose

as a volunteer..

so as to not

wallow in self-pity.

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