May We Never Forget

I would like to share another poem with you in honor of today.

I was young but I remember

the shock on teacher’s faces,
the confusion and pain of so many,
the anger and pointing fingers,
and the closeness it brought America.

I was eight yet I remember

fear watching the Towers fall,
the horror on nameless running faces,
so many speeches and prayers said,
and the hope that followed.

 Years have passed.
and memory grows hazy,

But I've seen where the Towers fell and I've heard,

the solemn silence that lingers there,
a mother’s gratitude for a choir honoring her daughter,
tears of reflection,
and a song of hope for bright mansions above.

I've been to Ground Zero and I've seen

the mural on the wall,
and the pictures loved ones left.
I've seen the writing on the bronze,
and pray we never forget.