When they placed the spire on top of One World Trade Center in May 2013, I felt inspired to write. For twelve years, the skyline of Manhattan lacked symbolism downtown. I remember 9/11 vividly, but the hardest thing, for me at least, was driving into the city and not being able to see those glorious buildings towering over New York City. This poem is dedicated to all those that lost their lives on 9/11/01