This is on my mind for some reason today. What happened on September 11, 2001, still haunts me.
One September Morning
One September morning
The entire world awoke
With no inkling or forewarning
Cherished dreams would die in smoke.
Another Tuesday
Like so many others…
No one apprehended that day
Would affect so many mothers.
One September morning
Terrorists tried to destroy
Our country without warning,
However, it did not work, their ploy.
Another Tuesday
That will live forever;
The bravery and sorrow of the day,
We will not forget, not ever.
One September morning
Love reached out calling
Even as we all began mourning,
Our nation was not falling.
Another Tuesday
When God was in control
Although throughout that dark day
The catastrophe tried every soul.
One September morning
Remembered by history;
A brilliantly promising morning
In a place proud and free.
Another Tuesday
When America found unity…
No matter what people might say,
We still have our liberty.
One September morning
When the whole world did cry
With new respect aborning
For the noble flag, we yet fly…
Jo Ann Joyce Anita Jordan
© September 8, 2002
Chronicles 
Yep…I think everyone will remember the exact place they were and what they were doing when they heard that news ….V sad indeed.
Jo Ann -Very well expressed, thank you for sharing that!Stephen
I was not sure about posting it because when I was in a critique group it made some people attack me personally, but I think it is a very apt poem about that day.Thank you Stephen I am glad you appreciated it.FBC, I will never forget. I was at my church and no one was in the room where we usually met. I went looking for everyone and found everyone in the sanctuary praying. Someone told me what had happened and I was totally shocked and overcome with sadness and dread. I had not had any news on all day so I did not know what had happened until moments after the first explosion.It still makes me cry to think about it.Always,Jo Ann
I was in a geriatric psych facility with patients and staff in a little room where the TV was kept. We saw the second plane hit. I spent the day leading group sessions and talking on the phone, the usual things…would check the TV from time to time…knew the instant that second plane hit that things in this country would forever be different…
RH, It took me almost a year to get to the point I could write about that day. Then this poem was read by my pastor to the congregation on the special anniversary service. I was deeply moved by that gesture.I think that September 11, 2001 was the most significant moment in America\’s recent history.It did change us forever.Always,Jo Ann