Sept 11, 2001
Dedicated to The Men,Women and Children
Who Lost Their Lives
God Holds You in His Hands
Tears of an angel, gently fall
as many to heaven are called
not ready, but they have to go
never expected it,
never did they know
lost their lives
on that sad day
many souls were taken away
tears were cried,
pain was felt
hearts torn,
nothing remains, but ashes and dust
from this earth,
taken away
never more to cry,
now they are happy, up above
wings are protecting them
surrounding them with
peaceful love.

By Floreann Cawley

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used with permission~
Oh beautiful for spacious skies,


For amber waves of grain,


For purple mountain majesties
Above the fruited plain!


America! America!
God shed His grace on thee,


And crown thy good with brotherhood
From sea to shining sea.


Oh beautiful for pilgrim feet
Whose stern impassioned stress.


A thoroughfare for freedom beat
Across the wilderness.


America! America!
God mend thine ev’ry flaw,


Confirm thy soul in self-control,
Thy liberty in law.


Oh beautiful for heroes proved
in liberating strife


Who more than self their country loved,
and mercy more than life


America! America! May god thy gold refine
Till all success be nobleness,
And ev'ry gain divine


Oh beautiful for patriot dream
That sees beyond the years.


Thine alabaster cities gleam
Undimmed by human tears.


America! America!


God shed his grace on thee,


And crown thy good with brotherhood
From sea to shining sea.
As the soot and dirt and ash rained down,
We became one color.
As we carried each other down the stairs
of the burning building
We became one class.
As we lit candles of waiting and hope
   We became one generation.
As the firefighters and police officers
fought their way into the inferno
We became one gender.
As we fell to our knees in prayer for strength,
We became one faith.
As we whispered or shouted words of encouragement,
We spoke one language.
As we gave our blood in lines a mile long,
We became one body.
As we mourned together the great loss
   We became one family.
As we cried tears of grief and loss
We became one soul.
As we retell with pride of the sacrifice of heroes
We become one people.

We are
One color
One class
One generation
One gender
One faith
One language
One body
One family
One soul
One people
   
We are The Power of One.
We are United.
We are America.

©
Cheryl Sawyer
To fall in love with God
is the greatest of all romances;
to seek Him,
the greatest adventure;
to find Him,
the greatest human achievement
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