Duty CalledA Poem by torittoSoldier sitting by the doorriding the bus in ’64just two and twenty he was thengoing away ’till god knows whenriding a bus through Massachusettsas the snow began to fallthe bus pulled into a road side dinerthe soldier went inand sat at the counterwhere the coffee was hotand the bacon just perfectthe waitress was prettythe atmosphere pleasant;and he thought to himselfI could stay here forever.. He wanted to staywhere life was still beautifulwhere his girl could come join himin the corner for dinnera night of lovinglimbs perfect and tremblingHe sighed at the driverwhen the time came to gotrudging back to the bushis boots crunching snowthe magic still with himwanting to staybut going awaymissing a Christmasmissing twomissing her© 2018 toritto |
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Added on December 23, 2018 Last Updated on December 23, 2018 Tags: 1964, military, christmas, deployment Author
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