These are but vain attempts to express, by one who wears her heart on her sleeve. Words, much like love, can be ever elusive... ever frustrating... like trying to paint a million stories on a single canvass. If you will read, please do not ask. Just feel. Or at least try to. The meaning is, whatever you have felt to be there, or the lack thereof :)

September 11, 2001

Remember them Lord, those who perished today
Those who with rubbles and ashes lay
Those whose last words of love
Were heard echoing from the skies above

Remember them Lord when at last they come calling
Through Heaven’s gates. Please welcome them home.
And bless their families.
With your love, please heal them.
Bless too those souls whose bravery,
On this day, shone.

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