With the Fallen

For every life taken eleven years ago, this is for you.

I stand among the fallen

On that warm September day

The trees just starting

To loosen their leaves

On that warm September day

I don't recollect

What shirt I wore

Or what I had for lunch

I just remember school

My mom's car, somehow early

Remember being taken home

That warm September day

The phone ringing off the hook

As I was ushered upstairs

Told to go play

I knew nothing years ago

Four days past four is all

Those sobbing eyes

Meant nothing to me

As they watched those towers fall

Dozens of bodies

Spread in heaps

As frightened eyes looked on

They never thought they'd see it

Lives out on the sidewalk

Some jumped, some fell

Some were smashed in planes

Some burned alive

In the field, in the tower

3000 died that way

It's been eleven since that day

Two wars, two Presidents

A million little fears

But in our lifetime we'll never forget

That warm September day.