Day 250 - Remembering Those Airplanes in the Bright Sky

Some ethereal tune begins to play

Drawing tears from your tired eyes

Many a person fell to their knees to pray

The song echoes the thousands' cries

That same glow you deeply cherished

Within the smiles of your loved ones

Remains memorialized when they perished

In the heat of a billion angry suns

Heavy beams twisted and melted, devastated

Nothing compared to the people there

Who knew mass destruction could be created?

Within the agony one can only in horror, stare

Pierce the sky with natural clouds that pour

Rain water to cleanse away the tears

Peaceful times may we endlessly implore

And at last discover after all these years

Stop the painful need to in terror, flee

Set the glow of our humanity out and free

Day 147 - Memorial - anything to help preserve the memory of a person or event

The red is your old best friends dress

The last time you were back home

Maybe it reminds you when your troop was in duress

And yet all you could do was as a survivor roam

I wish the wreath was for the wintry Christmas holiday

All of those when you could not be here

But instead it represents things you can no longer say

Because they sent you straight to heaven my dear

I like to see the blue as the car you used to drive

Laughing with your hands in the air, so free

Memories like those, when we felt most alive

That is what the blue helps me to see

The ribbons would match your brand new bike

That we took turns on when we were young

Remember when we took them on that hike?

Can you still hear the topmost bell that we rung?

Finally the white comes easiest to me

It is the shade of the perfect dove

It speaks of peace so simply

It sings out my heart's love

That keeps your memory fresh even now

With the stone in place that begins to show wear

A long time ago we stopped asking how

Now I put these flowers to show I remember and care