A poem I wrote a year ago... With an addition from now

Basic training

On April 24, you made a vow
To serve god and your country,
No one could call you selfish now.

There you stood in front of me
Raising your hand to swear to serve
I never knew how proud I’d be

Watching the determination on your face
Your body and mind at attention,
Swearing a vow that you could not erase.

A year later, one can truly see,
A man where a boy once stood
Your choice was meant to be.

My heart still swells with pride
Thinking of all that we’ve conquered
Even if it was a bumpy ride.

And here I will always be
Supporting, cheering, waiting
Forever we’ll be, you and me.