Stanley William (Bill) Kelsen And when the war is over What will we do then With no happy band of brothers And with no conclave of men And how to face the cheering crowds And those who cannot know And what to tell them when they ask "What was the status quo"? And how to face that inner fear Of friendless days alone To only be at peace when with My brothers of the tome For my brothers in the line Are the only truth I know I want to stay with them forever Where the gentle poppies blow. Stanley Steven Craig Kelsen Grandson.