Caren Krutsinger Poet Free verse

Snaggged By a Good Recruiter

Phone call; Mom, I can’t do this.
Don’t do it, I replied.
Settled.

Next day, same child, same phone.
I’m enlisting, she says.
Wait! I cried. “Yesterday you said.”

“I have to go, Mom.”
The recruiter was apparently listening.
Wait! I cried, helpless, as the phone rang off.

The Air Force was good to my child.
She thrived there; they paid for lots of college.
Twenty years is a lot faster than you think, young’uns.

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Christopher Flaherty March 25, 2018 at 6:44 PM I can only hope it was time well spent and you recruited many a worth while experience . Having never been in the forces only you will know whether Mother knew best. Caren Krutsinger March 25, 2018 at 8:34 PM It is amazing how things fall into place in much better ways than ever expected, Christopher.

Jan Allison March 25, 2018 at 4:53 AM I have a friend who had a similar thing happen - she's never been prouder of her son:-) hugs jan xx Caren Krutsinger March 25, 2018 at 10:09 AM It is scary though, at the time, Jan. I'm sure she was also frightened.