Another plane went down today in the Atlantic
Nine miles off shore
Eight black cars sped by my window
Not a single of them yours
Seven men brushed past me today
I turned momentarily, only to be denied
Six calls from friends and your family
All wondering where you're at
Five minutes of crying
Standing in the shower alone
Four of them spent staring at the wall
The cracks mesmerizing this close
Three children died in that crash
A little girl, two little boys
Two mothers as well
One holding on to her son, tightly
One man died along with them
A man I knew so well
Zero of you came home to me
All of you lost to death.
Jul 9, 2010
Jul 9, 2010 at 8:07 AM UTC
Another plane went down today in the Atlantic
Nine miles off shore
Eight black cars sped by my window
Not a single of them yours
Seven men brushed past me today
I turned momentarily, only to be denied
Six calls from friends and your family
All wondering where you're at
Five minutes of crying
Standing in the shower alone
Four of them spent staring at the wall
The cracks mesmerizing this close
Three children died in that crash
A little girl, two little boys
Two mothers as well
One holding on to her son, tightly
One man died along with them
A man I knew so well
Zero of you came home to me
All of you lost to death.
This was a prompt for school. We were given the first line and then we were suppose to go off that and create a narrative.