A Year Later

                     
September the eleventh
Will be coming again,
We have not forgotten,
The tragedy of a year ago.

Our hearts are still sore,
From the aching and pain,
And the many tears,
That have been shed.

God in His wisdom,
Knew this would happen,
If only for a moment,
Time could have stood still.

Time comes and goes,
And September, the eleventh
Will roll around again,
Where were you on that fateful day?

   (by E. L. Skelton)
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