Friday Poem – A Military Child.

Military children,
the ones who are the most
overlooked part
of the military families.

Military children,
the ones who suffer the most,
the ones who cry themselves to sleep,
the ones who hide inside of them
letting no one in.

Military children,
the ones who can tell you
the time in two ways,
the ones who can tell you
which branch a uniform belongs to,
the ones who can tell you
a soldiers rank just
by looking at their insignia.

Military children,
the ones who move
every two or three years,
the ones who have
friends through out America,
the ones who have
seen the United States,
the ones who have
seen the sacrifices,
the ones who have
fallen asleep scared
that their mom or dad
may not return home.

Author: Katie Frain, A Military Child.

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