RETURN

Somewhere in the Central Pacific Where the sun is like a curse. And each long day is followed by Another slightly worse, Where powdered coral lies thicker Like shifting desert sand, And a soldier dream and wishes For a fairer cooler land. Somewhere in the Central Pacific, Where the water is always blue; Where the sky is always sunny Give the devil his due. Where the palm trees sway gently And the grass is always green, So level you can see for miles, But a woman is never seen. Somewhere in the Central Pacific, Where the mail is always late. Where a Christmas card in April Is considered up to date, Where the finance flies to Hawaii And comes back slightly bent. But you never miss the money Cause you'd never get it spent. Somewhere in the Central Pacific, Where the moonlight is as bright as day. While above a million stars glitter Like diamonds in the milky way. Where the trade winds blow gently Cooling the tropical night. But it isn't very romantic For there's not a woman in sight. Somewhere in the Central Pacific, Is a garrison large and strong. Where duty is too demanding And the tour is too damn long. Where they are testing certain weapons, That and when, you must not tell. Just keep hoping for a small mistake that will blow this island to…….! Sincerely, Sara D. Nobles Atomic Vet widow