This Date
This date is seared upon the brain
And there it always will remain.
No matter what you’d like to bet,
You won’t (and never should) forget.
The ceremonies on TV
No longer feel required to see
And yet, the mind can’t help relive
An act so many can’t forgive.
The bright blue sky today reminds
Us of the fact that sorrow binds
For whether we were there or not,
Our hearts all share an empty spot.
Copyright © Ilene Bauer | Year Posted 2019
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