How could I know?
That they wouldn't always be there
The tall towers that came tumbling down.
We should honor our dead.
We should not let them fade.
Like dust.
A proper burial
For the innocents lost
We all have Lost
We all have lost those dear to us
Not in a national tragedy perhaps
But I have lost
I lost a dear friend.
I lost a brother
I lost the love of my life
To lack of love
Hold tight.
I will not take life for granted.
I will hold tight
I will cherish each moment
And not take anyone for granted
A Funny Thing
A funny thing
This thing called love.
You never know,
How it will go
We need to love
It burns inside
The meaning of life
It gives me great joy
To see you smile
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Post a CommentVery nice poem.