it was cold
Colder than hell
Looking at the snow 
Hard to dispel

Soldiers bodies 
Prone……laid out
No time to frown 
No time to pout

The medic sat next to me
I asked him
Do u believe in  life after death
He looked at me -a scar across his eye 
I couldn’t look away- although I tried 

 
No….he said with a Texas drawl
when yuur gone your gone 
So long sucker ……that’s all 

Well damn I didn’t want to think like that
There’s more than death there had to be
Otherwise why am I here
 Damn the irony….

Just then a mortar flew past
Those of us living 
Dove in our fox holes 
To survive the blast

I looked over 
And saw that the medic took flak
Holding his guts inside
From this hell  fire blast

He didn’t live long 
He died pretty fast
I remember saying the Lord’s Prayer
As I held his hand before he passed 

Before he died he uttered a few words
He said in a whisper I barely heard 
I was wrong - God is near
He took a final breath and his life disappeared 

I think about him 
Often now that I’m old
I remember the blasts
Abd the nights so cold

I’ll never forget the medic
Whom died in the night
Whom knew god was  present
And I believe he saw the light 


WB KSG (c)