I don't live close; I did not hear the thunder or the crash. I didn't hear the cries for help or see the metal thrash. I didn't witness buildings fall. This was on TV. I didn't run from plumes of smoke. I know that wasn't me. I didn't arrive with photo in hand looking for my wife. I didn't tell my only son his dad has lost his life. I didn't send my oldest child into a burning tower. To try and save whomever he could and die within an hour I cannot say that I was hurt while saving someone's life. I cannot say I've ever lost a daughter, son or wife. I do not daily pass this site where bodies still decay. While people who must get to work must pass it everyday. I am not brave; I do not grieve for loss beyond compare. I know I am not a party to the death and the despair. In some small way I'd like to say I hold you in my heart. Although this won't amount too much I hope it is a start. There was a part inside of me that died upon that day. I cannot look at life the same or trust in the same way. I look to God to give me strength, my trust is in his grace. And deep inside within my soul, I find a peaceful place.
Poem © 2002 Kelly Ann Malone, all rights reserved
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