Sonnet

Each morning my sun comes then goes away

Brings equal dark after another day

A season passes much to my dismay

As summer comes again and goes away

Fall brings in a coming of cold weather

Constantly bears a dreadful reminder

Replacing my close warmth with bitter cold

Chill approaches me as your dreams unfold

States away you’ll be following your dream

During my winter you’ll enjoy spring

Maybe in heartache or happily

So far away I’ll hold love close to me

Far away training to be a Marine

Will you be the same coming back to me?