After all these years, I remember still.
The shock when I heard that a plane hit the tower.
And it turning to fear when the second plane struck.
The word that the Pentagon was also in flames.
The rumor that still another plane was was missing.
After all these years, I remember still.
The disbelief, the anger, the tears, the sadness.
The hit in my chest each time I see the replays.
And yet...the love of country that all displayed.
When the nation came together, in support and prayer.
After all these years, I remember still.
The stories of bravery, of those who helped others escape the towers.
Those who fought back, on Flight 93, though chances were slim.
The support of the nations around the world, their sympathy and prayers
The changes in how we view and others, less open, less trust.
After all these years, I remember still.
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