Poetry submitted by Drew on Sunday, September 19, 2004 at 3:25PM :

The weather was nice and clear,

a gentle breeze, the sky bright and blue,

Just another day throughout the year?

I couldn't have imagined this tragedy would be true.

It was a day that so much happened in so little time,

the day I wish I could just rewind.

That day it all started coming to an end,

it was the moment I lost my best friend.

It wasn't the day the building's fell,

it was the day my life went to hell.

Now I pray to her to keep me strong,

wondering how could I have done so wrong.

She was all that was good in my life,

which now, for me, is a continuous strife.

To make it through this hour, even through this day,

seems impossible with what has been taken away.

The day I rushed to her side but it was too late.

This can't be real, this can't be fate.

So ironic, so close to the day the world was shocked,

now it is still my core that remains rocked.

To think of the pain family and friend's have endured,

over unnecessary happenings seems so absurd.

Now we carry on trying to find what light's our way,

always thinking of That September Day.

"Nita"

07/13/1972 - 09/19/2003