Waves at the front door tiny hands in morning light, salutes made of love.
Matthew Rodriguez
Echoes of their past, Tears falling, leaving kind friends. Our courage unmatched. Resiliency stands out, We admire our strong children.
Kiele Klaus
Boxes stacked like stepping stones, a new room waits with empty walls. Goodbyes stitched into each fold, They carry memories, not maps. Schoolyards blur into one another, names fade, but...
Kicoh Guenther
We pride ourselves in being different In travelling the world In being a part of our family’s military commitment Yet this pride is only one side of the coin In our uniqueness we know isolation...
Kai Stedelin
Home is a word that shifts like sand I have learned to belong wherever we land I say goodbye more often than I stay The world often feels like it spins away Bonds are made but faces change...
Jessica Franks
Two years without my mom, Her uniform is a distant memory, The space where laughter was once lived, Counting days where each one is longer than the last. When she returned her embrace was a...
Jazmynn Maharaj