September of Embers

A September of embers: Even though time in years have filtered past The tears and sadness of that day will last Friends, family members, or just someone we knew Blood splattered faces, a sad thing to view Hundreds of people running helpless and scared The frozen faces from windows and the unprepared America's laughter and smiles quickly faded away A deadly sight on a horrific day Innocent people, many come to mind It seemed like that day last forever, frozen in time The steel structures, concrete giants, fell so fast The tall shadows in the city are a thing of the past Buildings touch the clouds like tall mountain trees Fell quickly like wet straw in a breeze Never forget the sadness and fright we all felt inside Looking for safety and comfort somewhere to cry Remember this day as you look towards the heavens We as a nation will never forget the day, and it was 9-11. Copyright © William Pickard 2002