Never Forgotten 9-11
Every day one must die.
and if your not afraid you'r telling a lie.
Thousands stayed,
Thousands prayed,
Thousands helped,
Thousands yelped.
For what had happened was a terrible thing.
But on that day,
thousands got their wing.
As the wind blows,
you can hear them sing.
remember their smile,
remember their face,
because noone will ever take their place.
Copyright © Martha Shaw | Year Posted 2006
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