as I sit in my old familiar chair
sipping my morning coffee
while mournfully pondering
what words seem right to write
on this day of days,
the day remembered
by many
as ~ 9/11
ever so mystically
as if preordained
by the hand of Nature
a kindly, gentle wind blew
through the front door window
stirring my downtrodden thoughts
helping me to recall a feeling
quite partial to comfort
way, way back
from my
younger years
of the times while napping
upon the bed of my childhood room
a breeze from a lazy summer day
would blow through the window
for a moment making me feel
all in life was well and secure
~ oh how I wish
on this day of days,
the day remembered
by many
as ~ 9/11
that a similar
comforting wind
of a kindly and gentle nature
surrounds all those still hurting
because of what was lost that day
on September 11th, 2001
and for a moment
no matter
how briefly
make them feel
all in life, once again
will be well and secure
peace out
Words by ~Keith Alan Hamilton~