Amy’s class had an assignment related to 9/11/01, each student being responsible for writing a poem. At the same time I had an appointment in Dallas, requiring me to drive the freeway. On my way south I noticed one of the huge flags I often see flying above car dealerships – they seem so disproportionately large I can’t help but notice them. They way those majestic symbols are carried by the breeze, appearing to vacillate in slow motion, rippling beautifully as if they have nothing else to do but appease my gaze.
So I thought I would post on these two intertwined topics. Amy’s poem amazed me and I told her I’d post it, and holding true to a mother’s word here is my 10 year old budding poet’s first piece:
“The Twin Tower’s stood tall and straight / When Osama Bin Laden crashed one with hate. While everyone stood and stared / At 10:28 it collapsed with despair. / Then when he crashed all the passengers were dying / Families just started sobbing and crying. / When he crashed the other Twin Tower / The day just kept getting more and more sour. / Then a few hours later when the second one collapsed / They were getting suspicious that this was an attack perhaps.”
By: Amy Davis
Her words fill me with great sadness from the memories, and great pride in my country. The view I had that day of the flags flying high, after our day of national mourning made me feel very strongly how great it is to be an American.
Coincidentally (or maybe not?) one of my Facebook friends posted an article from the Smithsonian’s website a day or so later, which I very much enjoyed reading. I’ve posted the link HERE for anyone who might enjoy reading up on a little history of our star spangled banner.
And I nearly forgot to include this picture of the front and back of a QOV quilt I just received. This quilt was made for a veteran and will be given through the Quilts of Valor program once I finish quilting it. 🙂
Happy day of freedom my friends!