Attempts failed as Rob tried to remember names. He talked about sometimes feeling guilty that his life was spared. He had alot of sleepless nights and I decided to write this poem.                                                    Rosalie Kissner

"Another Sleepless Night"


Once again I lay my head down,
With thoughts of the past, my mind really wound.
Another sleepless night I lay in the dark,
Until the day breaks and I can hear the lark.


If I close my eyes, I can still see
Young men, bloody, all around me.
I look up to Heaven and ask, "WHY?"
Not my day...not my turn to die.


It is so quiet I hear my heart pound,
Who says that the quiet is the best sound.
To Me, it is like the calm before the storm,
And I wait and wait--my body is worn.


Someone tell me when my guilt will end,
And my soul will rest and finally mend.
And I lay my head down and eventually rest,
Oh, Lord, I know that this is my test.


How can I expect anyone to know,
That at times I am quiet and seemingly low.
They say, "forget it, its over and done",
But the war inside me will never be won.


The years that I lost, and my buddies too,
keep haunting my heart through and through.
I can't even remember their names,
But I feel each and everyone of their pains.


One of these nights, I will drift off to sleep,
Calm, peaceful and at the Lord's feet.
He will say, "My son, you've done well,
And your with Me now, in heaven, for you've already been in HELL

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