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Jose Gonzalez Sep 2015
Started my day, before son was off to school
coffee in hand, checking my feed,
see a top story days ago from you

I go to your page, to leave a kind hello
been some time, figured it overdue
finding posts, that tore me to my soul

You are gone, passed some 18 hours before
this has to be wrong, everyone is wrong
I can't scroll fast enough for the mistake

My eyes are watering, too much to read
the shock of it, many giving their condolences
trying to hold together, while son is still home

Not much older than me, A beautiful soul
can't grasp the reality, even if it's all there
my heart has broken another piece

I wish I had spoken to you sooner
to hear your voice and laughs again
to have a moment once more

I am still not sure, to feel as I do
having been through this many times
fears of being close, but cherishing all the times

All I can say, thinking of your spirit and heart
that for as much as I will miss you
as much as I don't understand why
that I have been blessed, in having the time with you.

Go now, onto the Lord
For your workings here are fulfilled
thank you to being an Angel
giving a glimpse of what Heaven will be.

Rest with God, Dearest Kristine <3
9/14/2015
Sometimes it's all in a moment, cherish, love, be kind, and appreciate.  This was what just happened, no matter how difficult, I will hold my memories of my good friend, and honor her always.
For one day the World cried
It watched helplessly as they died
A crashing plane, shattering impact
The screaming starts from that act

A burning building of no escape
All the World is watching, agape
People jumping, they have no hope
Little girl with tears, she can not cope

Even as she sees it on a TV screen
The building collapses, a horror now seen
Little girl, crying because it is real
If only this terror she did not feel

Suddenly, another plane hits the other tower
The fear of that little girl sends her to cower
She is only seven, you hold and cry with her
You are not alone because the World cries together

Fire fighters and police, they are heroes all
Some are trapped in the ruins, heroes fall
Years have passed by, tears still collect
That terror still remains, because we never forget
copyright Chris Smith 2010
In Memory of September 11th.

My youngest daughter was 7 years old at the time, she burst into tears as she watched people jumped to their deaths of the TV.
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