It Seems So Long Ago, It Seems Like Only Yesterday
All I can think
when I watch the old tapes
is how the sky
was so brilliantly blue
that lovely September day,
that morning, so long ago.
I'll never forget it - will you?
That beautiful day,
that horrible day.
So long ago,
yet so close you can still feel it.
I try to avoid the videos.
They’re all so vivid
as though it’s happening again
the same disbelief,
the same shock,
the same blue sky,
the same tears,
but once a year around this time
I make myself watch
if only to see,
that brave person, whoever he was,
or she,
who stood in the gaping hole of Tower One,
waving a white towel
letting us know that he,
or she,
was still there,
still alive,
still calling, silently, for help
that would never arrive.
and every time I watch those tapes
I know the end will never change
and yet,
every year,
I still
wave back.
Copyright © Christine Lehman | Year Posted 2016
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