the phone calls that never came
letters and notebooks unopened
toys stacked neatly in boxes
winds blew strongly that day
leaves and flowers wilted on ground
from fires of hate or fervent faith
i still don't know until now
what i remember still are your laughing eyes
tender touch of hands on my shoulders
childish stories that made me smile
fallen from the tree of life
i light a candle today in memory
of love and gratitude
Posted for D'Verse Poets Pub - Poetics - In Memoriam, hosted by Mark Kerstetter. I am not American but on this fateful day, Sept. 11, my heart goes out to all those who died.
Shared with One Single Impression - Notebook and Poets United.
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