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The Dust of September...

10 years ago today, I found a poem that a little girl wrote to Dear Abby after seeing the twin towers collapse. This time every year, I like to pull it out and share it. It really does hit the nerve of what happened and what we need  to  continue to do.


The Dust of September
by Christine Morrison, Grade 4
9-11-01


The dust of September
The dust, the smoke, the clouds
from the dust of September.


The sadness, the sorrow, the darkness
from the dust of September.


The pretty sites are gone, the love, the death
from the dust of September.


The families, the lives taken away
by the dust of September.


Our country is sad, but our country still stands
in the dust of September.


Our flag still waves
through the dust of September.


We will never break, we will stand together
through the dust of September.


People hurt, hearts broken, but we survive
in the dust of September.










*JB & Sandy's 10th Anniversary Tribute

*New NY Memorial




 
09/10/2011 11:00PM
The Dust of September...
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