9 Eleven Poem by Rue Palmer

in Septembers solemn light,
we pause to remember, a day
etched in history, on the eleventh
of September, the sky so clear, the morning
so bright, yet darkness desended with a
terrible might,

A city that never sleeps, a nation
left in shock, twin towers stood tall,
a symbol of the rock, but eveil took flight,
leaving a scar in the sky, and heroes
emerged determined to defy,

First responders rushed, their bravery
so clear, amidst the chaos and the overwhelming
fear, in unity, we stood, as one strong
resilient nation, facing tragedy togather
with unwavering dedication,

The smoke and ash, the tears that fell like rain
we mourned he lives lost, forever feeling the pain,
yet through the sorrow, we found strength to endure,
in the memory of those we lost, forever pure,

September eleven, a day well never forget,
a teste, ment to resilience, aday of deep regret,
but in our hearts, the spirit of unity will thrive, as
we honor the heroes who didn't just survive..