Nine Eleven

September 18, 2008
He is helping
I am worried
Its nine eleven

My husbands there
Smoke is rising
Family crying
Hearts breaking

Storms of dust
Dancing in the air
America’s heart was torn
On nine eleven

Sniff! Sniff!
Tears running
My heart is dying

All I can do is pray
“God protect him,
Just don’t take him.

So much pain
My heart ached
Who would do this?

Images ran through my mind
Of buildings raining
Nine eleven

A day to remember
Our city was attacked
But we are strong

I hope to God
I can do the same

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