My day at MEPS

By , Centerville, IA
I feel the cold wind move across my face

My palms begin to sweat but it isn't hot out

I hear men barking out orders

And the swift replies of, “Yes Sergeant”

My stomach begins to toss and turn

My throat starts to burn

Nervousness sets in and I don't know what I've gotten myself into

But I know it's all worth and it's something I can do





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