Saturday, September 10, 2016

9-11

On the day of 9-11 the cries can be heard all over the nation, when one evil act put thousands in obliteration.

Bow your heads lift your eyes up to the sky.

Remember our dead and how they died.

We shall all hold our hands and band together as one, as echoes of voices reaches the sun.

Today there’s an eerie silence that fills the air, as we remember the souls that perished year after year.


With a badge of honor their memory shall go on and each and every name of the fallen will be carved in stone.

-Lisamarie-                                                                                   -Never Forget-



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