911
The world that day did cry.
We saw those two planes fly.
Into the two great towers.
We watched and prayed for hours.
Our hopes and prayers we'd give.
In hopes that most would live.
For there were many heroes.
That day on ground zero.
But soon we would find out.
That there were more planes out.
There was a great big sigh.
We knew more souls would die.
We heard their last goodbyes.
Which made their loved ones cry.
Their souls were saved that day.
While all on board did pray.
For in their hearts they knew.
Their lives on earth were through.
That big plane did go down.
With no survivors found.
But as heroes they did stand.
That day on God's right hand.
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