Tuesday May Bring Rain

Tuesday may bring rain to evoke the helplessness and disdain of a mourner whose tears flow down a windowpane... remembering the heart-wrenching image of two towers that tumbled; and while sirens wailed, a warm September day turned cold! Lovely roses were the flowers they loved the most, and visualizing the beautiful days before disaster stroke: weren't they meant to enhance their devoted spirit... when hope was the joy they clung to strengthening their grit? Tuesday may bring rain, keeping the bluejays and robins away... will a fiddle or violin play, as their sad sound is being muffled by a train? Their children have become lonely teens, holding inside an inconsolable pain that must be released through music and tears; see their smiles as when they were alive and thrived in a great city which was never attacked by an enemy who tried to shatter their pride! Tuesday may bring rain, letting sorrow begin by remembering that heart-wrenching scene! Dedicated to the September 11 Victims