Where were you when the
world stood still?
In that moment the world
became changed
With an imprint of
terror
Are you speaking a kind
word?
Forged forever in fire
When destruction fell
down like fall rain?
Were you drinking your
coffee?
Were you driving to
work?
Were you holding your
babe to your heart?
Were you humming a song?
Were you righting a
wrong?
Were you ironing your
favorite shirt?
Where were you when the
world broke in
disrupting your everyday
plans?
and disturbing the
notion
that safety and peace
were the inalienable
rights of all man…
Were you calling your
mother?
Were you taking a bath?
Were you going through
the motions of your day?
Were you baking a cake?
Were you planning a
break up
and trying to find the right words to say?
Where were you when the
message came
That nothing in life is
for sure?
And all we get is each
moment with no guarantees
of tomorrow, next week
or next year…
Are you doing your part
to comfort and never
cause pain?
Remember those moments
With your head and your
heart
So the terror did not
happen in vain…
Remember the message,
remember the date
Remember nothing in life
is for sure
for all we get is each
moment with no guarantees
of tomorrow, next week
or next year…
9 comments:
Thank you, Jenny, for your poem. I shall be sharing it at Facebook today.
Lovely poem, Jenny.
September 11th, 2001, is one of those dates to remember - and we do remember what we were doing (I was at work) - in the same way that many remembered what they were doing November 22nd, 1963 (when JFK made a visit to Dallas Texas) or what our parents or grandparents remember doing on December 7th 1941 (when the Japanese attacked the naval base at Pearl Harbor on Hawaii, marking the US' entrance into the Second World War).
Best wishes,
Anna
Beautiful. It's sad we measure our life sometimes by the sorrow. May we never forget.
A beautiful, beautiful poem, Jenny. That year, 9/11 was my daughter's first day of her sophomore year in high school.
I hope you had the chance to look at my blog on Wednesday. It features some of your art.
Love,
Janie
Beautiful message
I remember exactly where I was and couldn't believe my ears! SAD day in America! I will never forget! Sending HUGS and PRAYERS your way!
Jenny, this is so eloquent. It speaks from the heart. Yes, that day changed life as we knew it. Thank you for this poem. I'm saving it.
Hope your health is improving. Take care.......Sarah
Beautiful! To remember puts things really in perspective:) Thank you for sharing!
I miss you, Jenny. I'm back to blogging again, and I'd like to be back to talking with you. <3
A few weeks ago, I left you a comment, but I looked back at the post, and I don't think it ever went through. :\ Anyway, I'm glad to see you're still during your Thursday alphabet games. And this was a sweet post about 9/11. Thanks for always being so awesome, Jenny. Love you, lady.
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