| In memory of September 11 - A Fork in the Road |
| Written by Linda Hayes |
| Friday, 11 September 2009 02:52 |
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THE FORK IN THE ROAD Hello, Mamma! It's Yusef here. I rushed straight home from school Hello, Pappa! Where can you be? The kids all think I'm cool I taught them words they've never heard. I have so much to tell! We played with sand, they held my hand At last, my day went well
We talked about the differences between my world and theirs But realized when we are friends, that no one really cares I like this land, I'm glad we're here, I'm feeling very free Here's my friend, Tim. Can he come in? Can he play here with me?
Mamma, your eyes are full of tears. Is there something I should know? Pappa is gone? This cannot be! He said he loves me so What has he done to everyone? He's left us all alone I'm feeling cold, and suddenly old My new friend has gone home
Linda Hayes September 11, 2001 © |