My Angel

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    My Angel

    This was a big weekend for my family and me

    We took our first big vacation and we went to New York

    I didn’t know what I wanted to do there was so much to see

     

    When we got to the World Trade Center I was like a kid in a candy store

    There was so much to do in there and I didn’t know where to start

    So what do you want to do my dad says as we walk through the door

     

    It was about 8:00 so my mom suggests that we get something to eat

    Dad says that’s a good idea and we find a place to have breakfast

    Mom and I are going shopping so dad comes up with a good place to meet

     

    We are in the store looking at clothes for school when I hear the big crash

    Mommy what’s going on why are people screaming what happened

    Mommy screams that we need to get out of here so she says run fast

     

    I don’t know how but we made it through the crowd and got outside  

    I look up and I see a plane coming into the side of the other building

    Mommy I scream and I cry daddy’s not here we left him behind

     

    He will be out safe and sound we will stay close and make sure we wait

    Hours go by and still no sign of daddy and there are people crying all around

    A cop tells us to go home because there is a lot to do and it’s getting late

     

    I hear a knock at the door and when I open it a voice says is your mother home

    Go in the bathroom and get washed up for dinner we will be eating real soon

    I close the door behind me as I hear Miss is this your husband’s cell phone

     

    I am so sorry miss there has been a terrible accident and your husband has died

    I hear the officer say this as I come out the door to see why mommy was crying

    I fell to the floor and covered my eyes I couldn’t let mommy see me cry

     

    It’s been eight years now and I know I will never see him again and it hurts bad

    If only I never mentioned the World Trade Center maybe he would be here

    Mom and I got out safe that day so we had an angel and his name was Dad

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    Poetry is when an emotion has found its thought and the thought has found words.

    Robert Frost (1875-1963) American Poet.

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