Usually write a poem for 9/11. This year, words utterly fail. Reposting one from two years ago, tweaked it a bit.
I will remember. Can't forget.
Image (c) 2009, Karla Dorman
"Fear of Fallin ..."
... thru air so cold
so bit/ter it
heats on the way
d
o
w
n
(kept feet firmly
planted, rooted to solid ground;
k n e w where they were
all times, all hours,
no surprises
to throw me off
the edge, screaming .. . ..).
Then came that day.
Not given a
choice: Burn. Or jump.
Your thoughts are mine ... in particular as I drove home from New York City the other night and saw a spotlight shining upwards .... my first thought was wondering what it was ... then I realized it was a spotlight in memory of the building that fell and all those who perished within. I remembered those who jumped rather than burn -- and the families that are doomed to remember this. May they rest in peace and love with God. Susan
In Christs Love
Michelle~
Carole~
We will never forget....
Be always safe,
Karen
a horror we will never forget...or forgive. -gene.
Sheila
hugs
fee
Cryssa
Georg
(((HUGS))) and much love, your twin, Karen Lynn. :( *tears!*
Much peace, love, and light,
Amber "V"