It was all around them,
The fear, the agony, the noise.
Or better still could be said,
It was the last time.

Time, a little more than they had,
Was all they wanted.
Not for themselves but their loved ones,
To help them remain daunted.

A kiss, a whisper and a hug,
This is all they could muster up.
This was the end it was time,
To leave everything behind.

They could give anything to stay,
They did not want to walk away.
From the children who were,
Hopefully waiting home.

When the end was near,
They silently whisper a goodbye,
To anyone who heard them,
To everyone who cried.

The building was close,
And doom even closer.
Soon there was smoke,
Everything was over.
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I don't know how many of you realized this......today is September 11.
It's been 17 years of the 9/11 attack. Although I was only 2 months old, It has always shook me to the core of my heart.