My grandson is currently at an Air Force ROTC camp in Hattiesburg, MS. His first taste of military life. He has one year of college left before he leaves to serve full time. I wrote this last fall but it feels right to post it now.
Seduction
Stripes of sunbeam pierce window mornings.
Birches rustle, stretching limbs and flicking tresses.
Loons and lily pads unfold to wisps of daylight.
Autumn's oblivion blushes a maple's brow.
The hum of a small plane, the song of a Siren,
swells, promising the sky. And miles away
my grown grandson veers towards the Air Force.
Marilyn Aschoff Mellor
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