Warrick B...
Kubasaki High School
Born in Boots Packed-up bags and moving trucks, New towns rise as old ones hush. Friends are like footprints in the sand, Washed away, yet close at hand. Dad’s in camo, Mom stands tall, Letters home, a late-night call. Missed birthdays, long goodbyes, Silent prayers, and hopeful eyes. Salutes at dawn, the flag held high, and Fireworks flash across the sky. The home’s not walls or where we stay, But the love that never moves away.