Lady Liberty looked on
with tears in her eyes
as terror reigned on our land
and in our blue skies.
She wept along with us
our anguish she shared.
Keeping her harbor watch
as she stood there and stared.
She wrapped us up
in her sheltering arms,
trying to shield us
from any more harms.
She dried our tears
on the sleeve of her gown.
Her light of freedom shone steady
in her torch and her crown.
Like a fierce mother
protecting her young,
she gathered us close
and to her we clung.
We took shelter and solace
amidst her long robe,
while sympathy poured in
from every corner of the globe.
She remains our beacon,
our guiding light.
When we needed her most
she held us all tight.
The tears of Liberty, that day,
raised the river's tide,
as along with us all,
she too cried.
09/11/02
BEAUTIFUL PIECE