Military Brat's Lament

As a military child, I get to see the world.

But when it's moving time again, I feel like I could hurl.

I've been to England, France, Japan - I love to travel around.

But I wish that I could do it without living there year-round.

It's well and good to see the sights, taste the language and the food.

But after several weeks or so, I wish the trip would conclude.

I want a normal life, you see: A house my family owns -

In a town I'll have grown up in, where I won't feel so alone.


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