Twas the Night Before Basics (Reprise)

Tomorrow’s day one! I could just tell you how I feel, but I think this poem should do the job. – Yon

Twas the night before basics, I was all of a fit;
And all I could think was ‘dear god, holy … spit’
A half-year in the making and the day’s finally here;
as one chapter ends, a very new one appears.

Twas the night before basics, all rested and packed,
With clothing and flashlights all stuffed in a sack
A half-year in the making and the day’s finally here;
But is this the end of all joy and all cheer?

I look all around me, there are soldiers galore;
Tired but smiling; proud, but very sore.
So I take a deep breath; both excited and scared,
and know that for tomorrow I could never prepare.

I wonder what I’ll feel, what I’ll see, who I’ll meet,
I think about my new bed, my new clothes, and what I’ll eat.
I hope that the weather will be good my first day.
I hope the guys I serve with will all be okay.

It’s been coming so long, I’ve been waiting and waiting.
I’ve watched Adam go through it without quite relating.
The once far fateful day is mere hours away,
The clock slowly winds down my very last day.

Twas the night before basics, and I sat and I waited,
breathing last civilian breaths, I couldn’t be more elated.
And now I exclaim, ‘fore I fly out of sight,
“To me a happy basics, and to all a good night.”

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