Thursday, September 9, 2010


Our Sad September Snow
Morning broke once more, with pure and simple trust We believed the door was closed, and the lock free of rust But sadly, we were wrong. We were out there in the gale Our ship did toss in a sea of tears, with torn and tattered sail The planes, they came in low, streaking fast across the sky They whistled past the structures, caught in the public's eye First one, and then the next, but a few minutes apart And in those tragic moments, they broke our country's heart The explosion seemed like fiction. The fire and the smoke We all drew in the toxins, and gave a sickly choke The buildings soon fell down. That scene we all remember When ashes hit the air, and it snowed in our September Steel dropped like meteors. Glass like hot rain We heard our brother's screams, and felt our sister's pain Dear God, why did it happen? Dear God, what made it so? Dear God, what brought our September this cruel and vicious snow? Lord help us in our task. Lord help us in our prayer Lord guide us to our friends who need our gentle care Lord take us by the hand, and tell us where to go Lord lead us through the blizzard of our sad September snow Our family members are gone. With grief we hang our head We place our hand to our heart, and mourn our country's deadBut we owe them our pledge. They must see that we still thrive We must show them and this world that justice is alive This country is not lost. Our flag is still up high Those things we love so dearly in truth can never die Let wisdom be our compass, and someday we will know How and why we suffered this gray and dismal snow Time will not diminish it. The memory long will last The image will still be there in years yet to be passed And children in the future will read about this day When it snowed in our September, and the world lost its way .


Pearl said...

Great post Rose how dare they indeed.

The Pink Rose Cottage said...

I agree!


I'm reading your post the day after 9/11. We went to a patriotic concert at a local park last night. I was very inspiring.

God bless America!

The Rustic Victorian said...

Beautiful Rose, this says so much. I will never forget.