The Last Hour

April 8, 2010
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The Last Hour

They stand high
Those twin towers
Like trees touching the sky
Like brothers,though, not knowing their last hour

Their last hour is not heaven
A metal bird crashes into one of the brothers
The last hour was 9/11
The brother struggles

That last hour was sudden
As the tower crumbles, noise, screaming, on and on
The last hour, U.S.A is stunned
The tower, his brother is gone

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HeatherE said...
Jun. 3, 2010 at 9:28 pm
Great writing.  Keep up the great work and thoughts and you will be writing your own songs to sing in no time!
Grandpa "Oscar" said...
Jun. 3, 2010 at 5:13 pm
Dear Norma Cristina I'm very proud about you I like your poem very much.  Keep writing.  With all of our love, your bunch from Puerto Rico.
Waly said...
May 31, 2010 at 5:48 pm
I like your poem too much.  Go ahead in your bussines.  Remember, we love you.
Andrea said...
May 31, 2010 at 5:47 pm
Quiero que vengas a visitarnos.  Te queremos mucho.
Carol said...
May 31, 2010 at 5:46 pm
That is a positive poem.  She should keep writing poem, because in the future she will be a good writer.  I like it too much.
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