Flight 93


My daughter yet unborn
remember me,
not for how I died
but for how I lived
do not search for "whys"
why is beyond our vision

I wish I could be there
to hold your tiny pink hand
to hear your first word
and watch your first step
I will always be with you
in Spirit

To my wife
be strong in faith
and find a way
to set aside the grief
and find what joy there is

for life is fleeting
and so very precious
what I wouldn't give
for one more day
to wake up in your arms
and tell you how much
happiness you gave me
I Love you so

To my grieving country
watching the smoke through
tearful eyes of disbelief
Know that evil failed to break us
our mettle tested once again
proved tougher than melting steel

While Liberty's skyline changed
from her Ellis Island view
may it forever be the Land of the Free
and the Home of the Brave

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