About when things change and when you have to go on even though it's not the same.
Dedicated to the Month of March.
03/03/02
Just some reflections after watching some historical reenactment.
An attempt to make sense after the tragedy of 9/11/2001.
An attempt to set-up the reader for an ananticipated word play at the end, which still makes an ironic statement.
I wrote this poem, because it is what I remember about my trip to Portugal..a sky filled with stars...
