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here are some poems people have written. If you would like to add one to this site Please leave it in my guest book WHEN TOMORROW STARTS WITHOUT ME Author unknown When tomorrow starts without me and I'm not there to see. If the sun should rise and find your eyes all filled with tears for me; I wish so much you wouldn't cry the way you did today, while thinking of the many things, we didn't get to say. I know how much you love me, as much as I love you and each time you think of me I know I'll miss you too. But when tomorrow starts without me, please try to understand, an angel came and called my name and took me by the hand and said my place was ready in heaven far above. And that I'd have to leave behind all those I dearly love. But as I turned to walk away a tear fell from my eye, for all my life I'd always thought I didn't want to die. I had so much to live for, so much left to do. It seems almost impossible that I was leaving you. I thought of all the yesterdays, the good ones and the bad and all the fun we had. If I could relive yesterday, just even for a while, I'd say good-bye and kiss you and maybe see you smile. But then I fully realized that this could never be, for emptiness and memories would take the place of me. And when I thought of worldly things, I might miss come tomorrow, I thought of you and when I did my heart filled with sorrow. But when I walked through heaven's gates, I felt so much at home. When God looked down and smiled at me, from his great throne, He said: "This is eternity and all I've promised, today your life on earth is past, but here life starts anew. I promise no tomorrow, but today will be the last. And since each day's the same way there's no longing for the past. You have been so faithful, so trusting and so true. Though there were times you did some things you knew you shouldn't do. But you have been forgiven and now at last you're free. So won't you come and take my hand and share your life wih me? " So when tomorrow starts without me, don't think we're far apart. For everytime you think of me I'm right here in you heart. Saving the memories, for times they are in need, For you to remember when you bleed Support comes at last to those who have desperation and have not chose. A place to think, a place to heal A place to compare the shame and ordeal No more self-pity, no more remorse No more submitting because of force. A support of strength, a support that cares, A support that you can have in times of despair A life composed, a life of seeing A life that is not just dreaming Pride comes home, prides repairing Pride makes life mow worth sharing To return to the past, to go back to sad would make my feelings become bad. For temper would return, hate takes its toll Loss of love has now got control Peace is tranquil, peace is sublime Now my son has all my time I cannot forgive, I cannot forget The scar is there and he doesn't regret Knowledge is wider regarding my horror But I will never, ever forget my terror. Judith Cartier, Ontario, Canada WHERE WAS GOD I know where my GOD was the morning of September 11, 2001, and He was very busy! He was trying to discourage anyone from taking these flights. Those four flights together held over 1000 passengers and there were only 266 aboard. He was on 4 commercial flights giving terrified passengers the ability to stay calm. Not one of the family members who were called by a loved one on one of the high-jacked planes said that passengers were screaming in the background. On one of the flights he was giving strength to passengers to try to overtake the highjackers. He was busy trying to create obstacles for employees at the World Trade Center. After all, only around 20,000 were at the towers when the first jet hit. Since the buildings held over 50,000 workers, this was a Miracle in itself. How many of the people who were employed at the World Trade Center told the media that they were late for work or they had traffic delays. He was holding up 2-110 story buildings so that 2/3 of the workers could get out. I was so amazed that the top of the towers didn't topple when the jets impacted. And when they did fall, they fell inward. GOD didn't allow them to topple over, as many more lives would have been lost. And when the buildings went down, my GOD picked up almost 6,000 of his children and carried them home with him. Reassuring his frighten children that the worst was over and the best was yet to come. He sat down and cried that 19 (Terrorist Attackers) of his children could have so much hate in their hearts. That they didn't choose him, but another God that doesn't exist, and now they are lost forever. He sent his children that are best trained for this disaster and had them save the few that were still alive, but unable to help themselves. And then sent many others to help in anyway they were needed. He still isn't finished though, he held the love ones that were left behind in his arms. He comforts them daily. His other children are given the strength to reach out to them and help them in any way they can. And I believe he will continue to help us in what is to come. He will give the people in charge of this great nation the strength and the wisdom to do the right thing. He would never leave us in our time of need. So when anyone asks, "Where was your GOD on September 11", you can say "everywhere"! And yes, although this is without a doubt the worst thing I have seen in my life, I see God's miracles in every bit of it. I keep praying for those who don't believe in GOD, every chance I have. I can't imagine going through such a difficult time and not believing in GOD. Life would be hopeless. "Our spirit remains..." The face of evil was present on that tragic September day our people banned together and as a nation we did pray. The souls of those so innocent gently lifted on the wings of the LORD, carried into the embrace of Heaven while America somberly mourned. "Why?" we asked the LORD above, How can humans be so cruel to take the precious gift of life disregarding the holy rule. Did they not realize that in the taking, though our hearts continually ache, our strength, our faith, our allegiance, and our spirits would not break. Our commitment is to eachother through the deeds of all so brave, our compassionate men and women who unselfishly work to save. Our gifts of support, and love, and faith are what we all can share, so Father above please hear my plea and keep us in your care. From sea to sea and heart to heart America will proudly stand, for this evil has not weakened the soul of the faithful in our great land. GOD bless us all... written with love by lew @ luv2ulew@aol.com letter 2 heaven Dear God Do you see all those thousands of new people? up there with you, please don't be scared, they're innocent people, who shouldn't be there, tell them they are safe now, please protect them, God, they shouldn't have died, God don*t let them cry, they were brave, so brave, some were even heroes, show them to be brave, and help protect us, people are still at home, God, waiting watching, sitting by the phones, they know in their hearts... no one will call, everywhere I turn, there are tears, God, help us... lead the way, we are screaming on the inside, no one can hear us, we are all hurting, we are breaking down, help us to be strong, They are all missed, and always will be in our hearts, if you see the bad people, up there don*t let them in, God send them away! tell them we hate them for all the pain they put us threw, protect everyone, tell them they are all missed, we will all meet again, we all know in our heart they are all in the arms of the angels, we all know it is so hard to say good-bye, take care of them God... Life and death, energy and peace It maybe that most things just happen, but others seem to have a transcript that is already shaped and planned and escapable, perfect as a circle. If some things form a perfect circle others take shape in ways we can not predict or always understand. Loss has been a part of Americas journey, but it has also shown us what is precious, so has the love for which we can only be grateful. Days have past from 911 day and the sorrow is still within us and will be for time to come. Only time will heal the pain that has burned and scared Americas soul, but it will never take away the memory. And the earth will not conceal the blood shed on thee. Our heart has fallen and was shattered into many pieces, those pieces can only be put together by time and the unity of Americans. Today when we look at the red, white and blue we can be proud, we might not see it yet, but America will rise again and rise high. We can only hope and pray that when we look back at this day we will not have any regrets but a feeling of victory and freedom. This will be a day that Americans will never forget, not only because of the pain it represents but because of the pride that was suddenly taken from us, but we will win it back. Our prayers and hopes should go to those that have lost their lives, that are lost or to those who have lost in the attack against America. God bless the nation of all nations, god bless America Inga Drfn Wessman A COUNTRY UNITED The world on pause as all who mourn Lower our heads, our hearts forlorn. Men and women patrol ground zero Not one concerned with being the hero But all determined to right this wrong By continuing to search, their will held strong. Through the smoke, the ash, the tears, These angels on earth, subsiding their fears Placing their Faith in God above A God who heals, a God of love. Believing that to save just one Could give a mother back her only son Or a husband back his beloved wife, How precious is this gift of life. The evil displayed this fateful day Touches our hearts in the most disturbing way. But it cannot touch our strength as one A country united, not unraveled, undone. Hatred will not tear apart The free world our forefathers fought to start. Americans will unite again And terrorism will NEVER win. Please bow your head as we remember Those who gave their lives but refused to surrender. Out of the ashes our strength will rise Our hearts will shine, we will wipe our eyes Although the horror in our hearts will stay Well prevail together, this family, the U.S.A. The Power of Freedom I know you're celebrating what your evil deeds have wrought But with the devastation something else you've also brought For nothing is more powerful than Americans who unite Who put aside their differences and for freedom fight Each defenseless victim whose untimely death you caused And every fallen hero whose brave life was lost Has only served to strengthen our national resolve Each freedom-loving citizen will surely get involved You've galvanized our nation into a force so strong We'll end your reign of terror although the fight is long For every heart that's broken ten million will stand tall and every tear that's falling is the mortar for it all And when this war is over one thing I know is sure Our country will be greater and our freedom will endure Written by: "Diana Hoffman" May God Bless America Again, like he did way back when it all began, wash her pretty face, dry her eyes and if she should stumble please don't let her fall. Lots of love to everyone. May God Bless you. The Day: On the day that many died; Was the day the angels cried. The sulfur, the smell; That terrible smell. It is the smell that is like hell. The grass, it screamed; The wind, it sighed; On the day the angels cried. The planes, they hit; The people, they screamed; The sight of debris falling on everything. The people, they yelled; The people, they died. On the day the angels cried. Osama Bin Laden; America's Most Wanted: If I die before you; It's guaranteed you'll be haunted. Because the heroes, they cared; And the heroes, they died; On the day the angels cried. The firefighters, doctors, police and others; Children crying, clinging to their mothers. It was like a death pit, swarming with evil; But the heroes did their jobs, despite the weasel. Bin Laden, Bin Laden, you can run and hide; But you can't change the fact you made the angels cry. September 11th, the World Trade Center These are things that will be remembered. The threats that were made, The tears that were shed, Shall never mean our freedom is dead. Because on that day, our feelings, hope, and love flied. For it was the day that the angels cried. Kristen Rachel Sroufe Age 13 Written: 10/19/01 Attends: Curtis Middle School in Allen, TX In God's Hands Though there are some that have fear, In this bewildering time. Let us strengthen our faith in God, And remember his love sublime. God always has a purpose, And always has a plan. For those that love and follow Him, Though we do not understand. Let us put away our doubts, In the darkness find the light. Have hope and wait patiently, For God to end our plight. God is always with us, Even though we cannot see. Let us follow in His footsteps, So His witness we may be. As the eagle soars above the storm. He knows the storm will end. We are in our Father's hands, Our country we will mend. southbreeze GOT MY ANSWER Today I watched the morning news and wondered why again that grief could cut just like a knife into the soul of man. Interviews and daily talk shows still not being able to believe how mighty strong and towering buildings now lay in crumpled heaps. At noon I watched again in awe as the greyhound was taken down inocent souls in pain in death lay strewn upon the ground. The evening news was non the better the threat of bombs on a bus I watched in disbelief at what had become of us What have we done to any one to make them want to harm to maime and kill our loved ones dear and fill our lives with alarm. I turned to the only place I know to find answers to questions like these I found myself with BIBLE in hand sobbing on my knees. OH GOD I cried with swollen eyes please come and heal OUR land and like an echo from above HE said "NO WEAPON FORMED AGAINST YOU SHALL STAND". The words that came from GOD'S own word was a promise from GOD to man keep your faith and trust in ME AMERICA SHALL RISE AGAIN. By Sharon Steege 10/04/01 Should you go first and I remain, to walk the road alone, I'll live in memories garden dear, with the happy days we've known. In spring I'll watch for Roses Red, when face the Lilac Blue, and in early fall when brown leaves call, I'll catch a glimpse of you. Should you go first and I remain, to finish with the scroll, no lengthy shadows shall creep in, to make this life seem droll. We've known so much of Happiness, and we had our cup of joy, But memory is one gift of GOD, death can not destroy. Should you go first and I remain, for battles to be fought, each thing you touch along the way, will be a hallow spot. I'll hear your voice, I'll see your smile, and though blindly I may grow, the memory of your helping hand, will bore me on with hope. Should you go first and I remain, one thing I'd have you do, walk slowly down that long long path, for soon I'll follow you. I'll want to know each step you take, that I may walk the same, for someday, someday along that lonely road dear, you'll hear me call your name. ~ ~ ~Spoken by: George Younce~ ~ ~ America My Beloved by Joann Ryan-Stanley Tuesday, September 11th, her fabric was ripped and torn. America fell to her knees and said, " I have been scorned." The scars etched deep within her gut, she writhed, and then stood up. She looked down and saw her strength. It was in her people, and she began to think. She looked up and called to God, who bound her wounds and made her Spirit strong. And she cried out, "I'm still here, I did not die, I will go on!" She gathered her robes around her shores, and the people she loved loved her even more. America marches on, proud, brave and free. A stronger America lives in you and me. Copyright Joann Ryan-Stanley 2001 PLEASE GIVE TO THE AMERICAN RED CROSS I am the flag of the UNITED STATES I am the flag of the United States of America. My name is Old Glory. I fly atop the world's tallest buildings. I stand watch in America's halls of justice. I fly majestically over institutions of learning. I stand guard with power in the world. Look up at me and see me. I stand for peace, honor, truth and justice. I stand for freedom. I am confident. I am arrogant. I am proud. When I am flown with my fellow banners, my head is a little higher, my colors a little truer. I bow to no one! I am recognized all over the world. I am worshipped - I am saluted. I am loved - I am revered. I am respected - and I am feared. I have fought in every battle of every war for more then 200 years. I was flown at Valley Forge, Gettysburg, Shiloh and Appamatox. I was there at San Juan Hill, the trenches of France, in the Argonne Forest, Anzio, Rome and the beaches of Normandy, Guam, China/Burma/India, Okinawa, Korea and KheSan, Saigon, Vietnam, and now me, my own battle. I was there. I led my troops, I was dirty, battleworn and tired, but my soldiers cheered me And I was proud. I have been burned, torn and trampled on the streets of countries I have helped set free. It does not hurt, for I am invincible. I have been soiled upon, burned, torn and trampled on the streets of my own country. And when it's by those whom I've served in battle - it hurts. But I shall overcome - for I am strong. I have slipped the bonds of Earth and stood watch over the uncharted frontiers of space from my vantage point on the moon. I have borne silent witness to all of America's finest hours. But my finest hours are yet to come. When I am torn into strips and used as bandages for my wounded comrades on the battlefield, When I am flown at half-mast to honor my soldier, Or when I lie in the trembling arms of a grieving parent at the grave of their fallen son or daughter, I am proud. MY NAME IS OLD GLORY LONG MAY I WAVE. DEAR GOD IN HEAVEN LONG MAY I WAVE | |||||||||||
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