No Apologies by Amy WustrinMiles and trials
And beautiful tragedies
And ordinary miracles
We went everywhere
We did everything
And we offered no apologies for any of it
Who never felt the urge to glorify their sordid past
Never lived anyway
But I've been blessed with a million lifetimes
In twently and three-quarters years
Smoking in the girls room be for that loooong bus ride
And then there was that long bus ride
(Made bearable by the smoking)
Finding a home away from home
~In a Naval training center in Chicago
~In an Army bootcamp in New Jersey
~In each other
Passing around boys from one girl to the next
Like a tribal mating ritual unique to our clan
Finding first love on the way home from a Drill Meet
And having no regrets when all was said and done
Extreme joy
Intense sorrow
Limitless possibilities
We offered no apologies
And we never, ever should.
05/29/2004 Posted on 05/29/2004 Copyright © 2025 Amy Wustrin
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