A Six Year Old's September 11

Daddy, there’s a hole in the big blue sky
Daddy, there’s a hole can you tell me why
Daddy, where are those  buildings that made up eleven
Will all those people go to heaven?

Daddy why does mommy hide her eyes
When she talks on phone about last goodbyes
She says everything is gonna be okay
but she won’t let us go outside to play.

And Daddy why do you sit in my room at night
All alone in the chair without the light?
Copyright © | Year Posted 2014

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Torres Avatar
March 13, 2014 at 3:54 PM
this poem caused me..goosebumps!!! ..whew! ..i hate the last part...it almost made me cry! ..if this is for real...I'm sorry that you have to witnessed those pain...of 7-11 tragedy.. ;(( ..well penned dear! ..^__^
Murphy Avatar
March 13, 2014 at 7:25 PM
Aiyah, Thank you so much. We lost some very dear friends on 9/11 and as adults could not fully comprehend what was happening. I tried to imagine how my six year old twins (at the time) were processing what we tried to, but could not shield them from. And yes, we watched them sleep and hugged them tighter.
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