if I could only sleep
I'd lay and not make a peep
no this poem isn't deep
but I find it better than counting sheep

my mind is awash with realities
of myself and all of the casualties
the last year on which we just closed the door
left scattered about on the floor

I'll look around knowing now I'm not alone
and at least now I'm not far from home
in time I know I'll be gone
so I won't just go on and on

but for now I just have to say
as we begin on this brand new day
goodbye to my friends in foreign lands
I sincerely hope you have plenty of time on your hands

for me that does it for my rhyme
because I fear that for me it's now bedtime