a nine eleven memory

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How could we know
Ever dream
of giving
Our last
Best measure
of devotion
To a cause
What dream
Can give up love
Leaving tears
and tears in the fabric
of life

Destiny calling
Before we even knew
What part we had played
That we were here
to witness
Having hands to hold
Lives to unfold
Stranger shadows
becoming our own
Burned forever
in the fire
of our minds

Dust to dust
Shall be
Each breath
Each day
Remains and reminds
There’s a hole
In the sky
Where heroes lie
as Angels fly
and lost lovers lie
in the darkness
waiting for dawn

Photo: ‘Hole in the Sky’ near Albany, NY by gfs