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REMEMBERING

 

 

When someone we love dies…it’s as if in our life there’s been a theft

like they’ve been stolen from us…and memories are all we have left.

 

Initially our feelings clash when we realize what’s at stake…

We’re happy for the memories we’ve made…

Sad for the ones we’ll never make.

 

At times it seems unbearable…other times a little scary

knowing that as long as we are living…this is a burden we will carry.

 

Then over time we come to understand…each day a little more

how sadness does not last forever…and what our memories are for.

 

We begin to remember those we lost with joy…and though their presence we still lack…

We see the memories we have as one small way

for a moment…

to bring them back.

 

And the heavy burden seems a little lighter…as each memory formulates…

because we realize we’re filled with memories…and memories carry no weight.

 

Making it easier to understand…why our memories are made

How our loved one may have vanished from our life

but their memories will never fade.

 
 
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NOT AROUND

 

 

Today we commemorate 9/11…we remember the moment our world turned grey…it’s our annual reminder…of everyone and everything we lost that tragic…fateful day.

 

There have been 20 years of children born Sind 9/11…an entire generation not around…not around the day those lives were lost…not around the day our world came tumbling down.

 

Not around to remember how beautifully that day began…not around to tell…

how that beauty would change forever…the day the towers fell.

 

Not around to see people jumping out of windows…frightened women…frightened men…not around to remember telephone calls to loved ones…they’d never see again.

 

Not around to see the population of a city swallowed in debris…

Not around to see our country’s courage…our resiliency. 

 

Not around to know of the heroes…for there were heroes everywhere

They were on the ground beside us…they were flying in the air.

 

Not around to understand what was in each person’s heart and soul…

In a plane when they decide to fight…when they uttered the words, “Let’s roll.”

 

Not around to see the carnage…smell the smoke…or here the din…

Not around to see people running out of doors while police and firefighters were running in.

 

That’s why we commemorate that day…

why we remind ourselves of the panic…the anger…the destructive power of a jet…

So those not around back then will long remember…

a day the rest of us cannot forget.

 

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