I still remember that morning, bright and clear
Cliche now to even mention what a beautiful day it was
But the news on my boss's little office TV
The screams of agony from the shop below
(A boyfriend was on one of the planes)
Staring at the TV as the second plane hit
The image we've now seen a billion times or more
Fresh and unbelievable
Calling my brother
And then, later
The silence over the skies of Boston
Broken by the roar of a patrolling fighter jet
Candles lit in remembrance
Stories of heroism and sacrifice
Of tragedy and pain and hope and solidarity
Of support from the world in our American and International pain
I will not forget.
And I will tell the ones who were not yet born
Life changed that day
And not for the better.
I will not forget.
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