lets all hug our family and friends ..xo posted in honour of my friend Barb who works for the NYPD Memories of 9/11 It was a beautiful Tuesday morning, The sky was a rich cerulean blue With not a single cloud to break that palette. The air was fresh and clean, an early fall day I breathed deep and looked at the sky Thinking what a perfect day to be alive, Then mere hours later, the devil came to my city He came in the form of airplanes Hijacked in midair, crashing into our towers Death in the form of silver glittering metal Firebombs of jetfuel, steel girders melting, Lives taken away, stolen, never to return. Both mighty towers coming down. They say time eases all wounds. In some ways, yes, but when the twin blue beams Light up the dark Manhattan sky They are echoes of those towers past. Showing the way to heaven that those souls followed, Glowing eternally reaching into the dark skies. I think I see the hands of God reaching down Those blessed Hands grabbing each soul And welcoming them home away from manmade horror. I think of friends lost, families never to be whole again Lives ripped apart forevermore, But we go on. New York City is tough. The empty footprints of our towers stay in our collective memories. We shall NEVER forget. No, we shall NEVER forget. Barbara Lev Sept 10, 2013
Posted on: Wed, 11 Sep 2013 04:13:13 +0000
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