Poem VIII. (For 9/11)

On a fateful morning

Twelve years ago

The United States,

My country, my home

Was changed forever.

I don't remember much,

As I was only one.

But I do know that

We will never forget

That day for as long as we live.

Do you know what happened?

What happened that fateful

Morning?

That morning was sunny,

As my teacher had said.

He stood in the same

Spot he did this morn,

And thought,

It is a beautiful day!

Sure enough,

It had ended.

Clouds of ash

And debris

Clouded the skyline

Of New York City.

That day will never

Be forgotten.

It will live in our hearts,

Those who died,

Those who saved others

And lost they're life for

Human beings that

They didn't know.

They are our

Heroes on this

Twelve year anniversary

Of....

9/11.