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
as the mighty oak. I sink them quickly, absorbing all an
and hopefully, giving enrichment in return.
Travel has taught me to be open.
Shaking hands with the universe, I find brotherhood in all
Farewells are never easy.
Yet, even in sorrow comes strength and ability to face
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 met.
Friendships are formed in hours and kept for decades.
I will never grow up with someone, but I will mature with
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
soldiers, and most especially, to the parents whose life
Because of this, I have shared in the rich heritage of