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An Emotional DayA woman cries, for her husband one of many, carved in stone, I can feel her heart breaking she wants him to come home. It fills my eyes with tears looking at pictures of families, listening to the names of the lost many souls, that had been released. It's been an emotional day for those, left behind, wishing they could take their place solice in this world, they are trying to find. Trying to go on with life without their loved ones near, they're trying not to forget them 'neath a blue sky, so clear. My prayers are being said for everyone that has cried, remembering all of those Angels, in Heaven forever sitting at God's side. Copyright © Cynthia Jones Sept.11/2011 Poetry Ad-Free Upgrades Vote for this poem
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