The Eleventh Of SeptemberWritten
by Roger J. Robicheau ©2002
The Poetic Plumber
We mourn their loss this day this year
Those now with God, no danger near
So many loved ones left do stand
Confronting loss throughout our land
My heart goes out to those who do
No one can fathom what they view
I firmly pray for peace of mind
Dear God please help each one to find
And to our soldiers now at war
God guide above, at sea, on shore
They are the best, I have no doubt
Our country's pride, complete, devout
The finest force you'll ever see
All freedom grown through liberty
One final thought comes clear to me
For what must live in infamy
Absolutely - We'll Remember
The Eleventh - Of September
©2002 Roger J. Robicheau
The Poetic Plumber
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