A Parent's Crucible Prayer
When you awake this morning to begin the crucible k
now I walk every step with you.
When you hump all those miles over rough terrain,
know I am by your side again?
When your rations are low and your belly is hungry,
know that I wish it wasn't you but instead me?
When your feet ache and are blistered from stress,
know that I am carrying you deep in my chest?
When you are tired and sore and almost ready to fall,
realize I would have carried it all?
When you have little sleep and your eyes are red,
know I would give you my bed?
When you push and pull for that extra mile,
know that I am so PROUD and standing tall,
with such a big smile?
When you left for boot camp, I went to one too.
It's the one where Mom's and Dad's
worry over all you are going through. I can't eat dessert,
without knowing that you have had no treats,
I feel guilty for resting, when you have had tired feet.
I anguish over every tough moment, I think you have had.
I cry when I miss you, I cry when I am sad,
I cry over your letters that declare your love for "Us".
I cry thinking about the day you will come home.
I cringe at the thought of someone yelling at you.
Even though I know it's what they have to do.
I lose sleep just wondering how you are,
I pray and think and even wish upon the stars.
Now you are almost through and soon
you will be One of The Few The Proud, a New MARINE.
I get an Honor too for going through
the Boot camp for Mom's and Dad's.
I get to hug you and hold you in my arms.
I get to see how beautiful you really are.
I get my bright shining star.
No I don't get a medal or a pin to wear
I don't get to sport that awesome Marine Hair.
My reward is one that can't be seen.
It's called "Being the Parent of a U.S. Marine."
posted by: darlene r.
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