In the waking hour
Images filter through
Past the fog of sleep
Into reality.
Two towers destroyed.
Innocents snuffed out.
Heros sacrifice.
Love, duty and honor
Emerge
From the ashes
Of terror's bane.
In retrospect
Memories filter through
Past the fog of war
Into reality.
We will never forget.
We will fight for liberty.
We will pursue the foe
To the ends of the earth.
September 11, 2006 by Glen Alan Woods
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