by Cpl. Robert L. Cook
Jan. 42~Sept. 45
I've tramped the whole world over,
My boondockers have gone far.
From the Halls of Montezuma
To the distance of a star.
I've splashed ashore on islands,
I've climbed the distance hills.
The sand I got from foreign lands
I carry with me still.
I treasure my tomorrows,
I know not when they'll end.
Perhaps upon a lonely beach,
Or in a city's din.
The time I have to spend here
Be it short or more,
For all goods and purposes
Is dedicated to the Corps.
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**About the author: Robert Cook served with Reg. Weapons Co.(2d-2d) from 1942~44, at Guadalcanal & Tarawa, during a 33-month overseas tour.
