A tribute to 9-11 survivors, victims, and heros.

A river's waters flow,
  the ocean's tides ebb,
a bird knits a nest,
  a spider spins a web.

An orange sun sets,
  a blue moon shines,
God gives reasons,
  a variety of kinds.

New life through birth,
  blue, pink, yellow, gold, 
little feet, tiny hands,
  to have...to hold.

Words give meaning,
  to faith, hope, and love,
family and friends prove,
  there's so much of.

Reasons we have,
  solace we crave,
in a land of heros,
  in a land of brave.

A new day is certain,
  with the change of season, 
our rekindled faith,
  has given us reason.

We miss you love,
  so very, very much,
your sweet smile,
  your tender touch.

Tears we shed, 
  wetting our cheek,
weeping for the mighty,
  weeping for the meek.
 
Finding comfort
  with thy staff and rod,
be well now love,
  in the presence of God.
    ©2006 Randolph D. Brown Jr.