Sunday, March 1, 2015

Adventure for a Friend

D.C. this afternoon is chilly, 
freezing rain,
And of course, we all know those
in the military who are in harm's way,
or could be, and we try not to think of
all the possibilities, hoping they come home soon.
but where he's flying 
to tomorrow will be 
just the opposite, all hot and dry 
and dangerous (I guess D.C. might qualify
for that as well, in certain sections). 
Anywhere you go requiring shots 
and camouflage 
and tips for what to do 
in case you're kidnapped 
sounds like (all at once) 
a grand adventure and quite scary, 
sure to keep those back at home
in attitudes of prayer, 
excited at the thought
of all the stories he will  tell 
when he returns, reminding God 
how very necessary
that he does just that...returns, 
no drama save
the crying babies on the plane, a little sunburn.
We can handle that. 
The other is unthinkable,
and so we focus scattered
thoughts, repeat a mantra
that of course, it's fine. 
He will be fine.
He has to be. 
He is.



(c) Ellen Gillette, 2015

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