Cool Cotton (Terza Rima)

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I have got to thank @damianjayclay yet again. He got me writing poetry and what's more, he got me feeling like I don't suck at it. Most times. He is the one who introduced me to the Terza Rima, a lovely form that can feel cyclical in nature. You could start at any stanza, and it would work all the same.

That very thing made it a scary form to start on, but I'm so glad I persisted.

This poem feels very close to home again this week. My guy is in the military (bet you hadn't guessed that) and while he's not in distant lands at the moment, he just got back from a week of being standby on base.

He'll be home for exactly one week, and then he'll be off for three weeks of training in Doornik. I'll have him home for weekends, but I'll be on my own during the week. After training, he'll come home on Thursday, only to head back to base on Friday for another week of being standby.

But I knew that when I started dating him. Complaining now would be like buying a house next to train tracks and then complain about the noise. It's not easy, but it's what he loves doing. And I love him. So what is a girl to do but carry on?

Thank Goddess I have all of you to keep me sane.

Hugs

Jasmine