The Decision

To those who have had to decide

It was early, that spring morning I fled
Waving, crying, and mouthing I love you
Mom and Sis standing there, the tears they shed
Eighteen, scared stiff, and without a clue

Later, I would learn to miss them badly
Feeling melancholy, and on my own
But now, the bus starting forward slowly
My heart breaking, leaving them with a grown

I was overcome, a sad excitement
Not realizing, that the life I had known
Twas now ending, with this one commitment
Nor I thought, of the life they faced alone

A painful decision, young men must make
Life, or remain behind for other’s sake
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© Copyrights G. Jones 2006

Author's Note: Sailor's Sonnet Series.