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Submissions for Month of the Military Child by Mr. Wagner’s ELA-9 A4 students.
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Bloom where planted
New roots in old soil,
Boxes stacked against the wall,
Soft goodbyes are said again,
A brave heart wears the camo,
Blooming where it lands.
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Homeless
I’m trapped in a bubble,
Carelessly rolled around.
Moving from place to place
Always forced from my almost-home.
They tell me I’m privileged,
Tell me I’m fine.
They’ll say, “You’ll make friends easily.”
But what about this time?
I travel the world
See things that only people could dream.
I won’t lie, it’s beautiful.
But sometimes I want to scream.
Scream about the way it has to be,
And never truly feeling “home.”
But I guess I can’t complain,
I have it “easy” after all.
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Far From The Flock
Long, since birth have we been alone
Military children, not feeling at home
Watching others play with friends known since birth
While our parents travel, dragging us around the earth
People will go, and friendships will fade
The roles in your life will still have been played
Friends help you with life, and pull you out of your shell
Talking for hours, before the school dismissal bell
With every move, you look for a friend
Hoping nobody notices the smiles may be pretend
Then once more you leave, as if dust to dust
Based on the knowledge that you need to trust
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Traveler’s Burden
When you arrive at your new home
You feel as though you are prone
Your go outside to feel the touch of loam
You meet new people and realize you’re no longer alone
You meet the right person
As your feelings start to worsen
You believe you have depression
As your actions start to show aggression
You shrug it off and say “whelp”
When really you’re crying for help
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Roots
A purple bloom across the base this month,
A silent signal of our shared journey.
We carry the world in our cardboard boxes,
Learning to say goodbye before hello.
While others plant their roots in their hometowns,
We grow like dandelions in the wind.
Each move is a new chapter read in our lives,
A map written with our resilience, and our journeys.
The military uniform is a symbol of our childhood,
And this month honors our strength.
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Stuck
A home that is not yours to own
A place you may never call home
Back to memories that are too old
The first house was too good; this house would never know
Relationships that are way too ancient
Leaving my mind feeling anxious
Friends that are way too outrageous
Time that will never pass, like you’re stuck in Vegas
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Life as a military child
I hate moving away as I miss my friends
But I always know somethings are meant to end
New school and new friends
Something new always seems to trend
New place, new school, I have to adapt
Even if it always feels like a trap
A new base is like a new map
And it does help with my brothers age gap
New place with new food and new taste
Its time I realized there is no time to waste
I made plans and new dates with absolute haste
But before my friends knew it I was gone with no trace
A military child must embrace
The sadness of living on a military base
Moving away all of these years
Makes you remember your favorite peers
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Friends
Hoping I will remember my friends
wishing that I’ll still be in touch with them,
even if they are away.
The more that I anticipate the more time flies day by day
My friends when I was a kid
I no longer have contact with.
It’s been a decade since I talked to
The first friend I ever made.
I gave up trying to find them,
But I hope they don’t feel betrayed.
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My Life As A Whole
Born into this, never knew anything more,
just walked into this life like an open door,
Grew up not knowing where to call home,
I wandered place to place, meeting new people face to face
Every new place I go I feel like I do not belong,
always trying to make it work but always getting it wrong
My life as a whole is happy and filled with light,
but usually I am isolated, all alone at night.
People in my life come and go,
new doors open for new people, other doors close,
Doing what I can to try to make it all work,
but always get treated the same
I am tired of being second in life,
always picked last no matter the person,
that is for certain but
Being a military child has changed me in many ways,
but my love for being a military child will never fade.
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Better Everyday
Being a military kid isn’t about the title
I think its about the purpose you gain
You get better everyday even when nobody has expectations
Because your the one with expectations
You don’t have to be better
But you need to be better
You need both discipline but motivation to drive you
Learn from the pain and push past it
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Feelings
The day passes by like the planes in the sky
Meeting new people every year
As the time flies by
Making new friends as some had to end
Seeing new places some cool some bland
Leaving some people you thought would be family
But forgetting their presence ever so steadily
Thought I’d never change
Although it is rough
It opens our eyes to see the world hidden inside
That nothing is bad
It’s just the way you see it.
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Dandelion
Springtime comes around, and flowers are born
Children come around and smile with joy
They pick the flowers and store them in a vase
They hop around in the fields and play for hours
Though overnight, something happened
Left all the kids with smiles, upset for hours
Cause like their friends, they flew away
Somewhere far, far away, never seen again
‘Cause those flowers were never meant to stay
As that flower was a dandelion
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Ride in The Sky
Sometimes I wonder what I will do when I am in the sky
On that crapped seat with my life below
I wonder if I will cry
How can I start new with stories untold
Wanting to thrive without moving on
Looking back instead of forward
I should be happy for this new dawn
But I am truly cornered
To say goodbye is to die
Please do not forget when I take that ride in the sky
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Life’s ball game
Moving from base to base
Like it’s a baseball game
Wanting to make it back to home plate
Making sure to play it safe
Al ways moving I never stop
People Infront some behind
We are all moving to make it home
This is the game I don’t want out.
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The sky
The sun is shining bright
These are the greatest times alive
I wish you were here
But you are no longer near
I love you so much
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To Be in the Military
The winds blow and the sirens wail
We go to eat but the food is stale
They use money on better things
Like roads, houses, and airplane wings
The jets come to life with a roar
Oh just watch how they soar
But I can’t stand and watch much more
I still have to do my chores
I live in this house but these walls aren’t mine
I only stay in one place a few years at a time
I don’t believe in things like fairies
I had to grow up to be in the military
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Farewell Friends
I watch as my house fades
My time has been paid
Farewell my friends
Time for this friendship to end
I get to a new home
Time does not pass
It is moving time
My home never stays
The cycle repeats
It never ends
Farewell Friends
We may never meet again
