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
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