2024/Carlos -27450

I am a military child and my father is in the Spanish military,

My dad serves our country, protecting our land.

We move from place to place, every few years,

Saying goodbye to friends, shedding some tears.

I've seen different cultures, and experienced new things,

In Belgium, my heart sings.

But it's not always easy, this military life,

Missing family and friends, it cuts like a knife.

But we're strong and brave, us military kids,

We adapt to change, and we never give in.

We make new friends and keep in touch with the old,

Our stories are unique and worth being told.

As a military child, life can be difficult,

Moving from place to place can be rough.

But we like to make friends along the way.