REMEMBERING

It has taken years to write this simple poem.  I actually think I had to learn how to write it.  I offer it today as a humble tribute in honor and in memory of . . . all of us.

Learned on 911

By Judith Cullen

(c) 2014

Early morning phone call

the unbelievable

forcing myself not to

lock into the TV for hours

Hoping

Praying

like the death of Diana

that it wasn’t true.

Pressing on determined

beneath skies

now menacingly empty

forcing myself not to feel

Guilty

Overcome

others depending on me

to be calm, and present.