I was sorting through junk on my desk and found a copy of this poem and had to stop and re-read/relive it for a minute.
A truly goopy poetry moment, yeah. But one of my fake people is a boy contemplating joining the military and I was looking for some kind of coming-of-age theme in a poem to guide me. Something I've never done normally. I give myself snaps for being so subtextual and literary.
Not that this fake boy is going to quote this poem or even know this poem. He doesn't like poems, like many boys his age. STILL.
You should go read it. It's beautiful.