Looking Up That Day
Unimaginable to ever think,
that looking up that day
into adoring eyes,
a last time for goodbyes.
Not realizing at the time,
how those moments would securely bind.
Forever connecting hearts to hearts,
and minds to evil mindless acts.
Unbelievable the sight,
those looking up that day,
so many steps to climb,
such brave response, so little time.
Profane this time to meet one’s destiny,
honor and valor would be their legacy.
unfathomable the sacrifice,
so unacceptable the price.
A note from Chris
I actually wrote this poem on Sunday, September 11, 2011. on the 10th anniversary of the events of 9/11/2001 in NYC.
This photo is used with permission from Trey Ratcliff at www.stuckincustoms.com. Stuck In Customs is the number one travel photography blog.
And I am submitting this poem today for d’Verse Poets Pub~ Meeting the Bar: Heroes and Heroines.
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