i have a hole in my heart...
surgery won't fix it...doctors say it won't help...
there's a hole where my twin sons, the trade towers, dwelt...
i watched them be born...grow up...then i watched them die...
i've been their proud mama throughout all of their lives...
they were a mama's pride and joy, my twin sons were...
known 'round the world by business men and traveller...
didn't think they'd die that way...i wasn't prepared...
although once before, they'd faced a terrorist's scare...
i watched--horrified--as the airplanes pierced their sides...
first one...then the other...felt the bullets collide...
together...they tried to hold on...they were brothers...
wasn't meant to be...one fell beside the other...
and i don't think the tears will ever go away...
my twin sons were murdered on this september day...
i close my eyes...i can still see them...standing tall...
oh, God...will You let my twin sons help You guard all?
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Lovingly dedicated to those that lost their lives on
September 11, 2001. (((HUGS))) and much love,
karla. :(
"i have a hole in my heart..." ALWAYS REMEM-
BER AND NEVER FORGET.
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Reviewed by Connie Hinnen Cook (Reader)
Reviewed on September 11, 2002
Good tribute! "A hole in the heart" says how most of us feel. Thanks, Karla!
Reviewed by Masarat Daud (Reader)
Reviewed on September 11, 2002
The hurt will remain forever but we have to move on. Touching write hun...
{{{{{{{HUGS}}}}}}}}}
Jenni
(((hugs)))
Debbie
As Long As You Don't Have a Hole In Your Head,i.e.You can Still Rationalize.
TRASK
Thank you Sweety from the bottom of my heart. Love and rainbows, Gregg