There Will Be Branson
By Garland Davis
I watched the ship move away and diminish as she approached the horizon
out of my sight and out of my life and then the door closed, and I was alone.
There were many times during the past twenty years that I had thought of this day
thinking I would be filled with relief and joy, CPO, USN(Ret),
the feeling of a job well done or at least adequately done.
I had not prepared for the grief, the knot in my heart, the feeling of a great loss,
the nagging feeling that I ended it too early, that I should have stayed,
that I had much more to give, that there were more ports, more girls, more drinks.
Ahead I see a bleakness stretching out before me, surrounded by those who don’t know.
The only solace I find is the knowledge that once a year there will be Branson.
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Excellent Garland. I was in for 38 years and enjoyed each and every day and will never forget all the good times I had with the many shipmates I had and many of them I still communicate with today. I also appreciate the numerous websites that help me stay in touch with many. Thanks for all you and others do.