As
we approach September 11, the 10th anniversary of the attacks on the
World Trade Center and our Pentagon, we remember the loss of thousands of our
fellow Americans, and others from around the world.
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| United We Stand, Remembering September 11, 2001 |
We remember the innocent men, women, and children who were someone’s father, mother, son, daughter, brother, sister, husband, wife. As we remember this unprovoked, deliberate terrorist attack, let us remember not only the devastation and the loss of life, but also the courage of our heroes who gave their lives trying to save others. Let us honor all those who lost their lives with our prayers and thoughts. Let us find strength in our unbreakable American Spirit by holding hands, just as we did then. Let us again be united as Americans, not divided as Democrats and Republicans. Let us be brothers and sisters, united under one God, one Nation, indivisible. Let us preserve our Freedom and Love, and let the world acknowledge that the United States is unique and exceptional because we are Free and United, willing to give our lives but never our Freedom.
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| The Poem, Eternal Flame of America |
This
week, instead of my usual beauty blog, I want to share with you a poem I wrote
on September 11, 2001, as the tragic events were occurring. This poem was read
to The U.S. House and Senate on September 24, 2001, and is now in the
Congressional Record.
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| A copy of the Congressional Record |
An American flag was flown in Iraq in my honor by
soldiers serving there who also read my poem. That flag and a framed copy of
the Congressional Record are two of my most cherished possessions. I also had a
painting commissioned to illustrate the poem, titled, “Eternal Flame of
America,” which summarizes who we are, who we were, and who we will always be
as Americans. God bless America.
Eternal
Flame of America
As
I watched in horror and grief as the towers of the World Trade Center burn…
I
cried in pain and disbelief. As I wiped the tears from my eyes and
removed my
hands from my face I had a vision…
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| The painting commissioned to illustrate the poem |
In
front of me the burning towers turned
into burning torches…
Torches
of hope…
Torches of courage and strength…
Torches
of unity and love…
Torches
that will guide us into the darkness
to seek and defeat our enemy.
The
same enemy that ignited that fire,
believing he could bring us to our knees.
Torches
that will engulf our hearts with love
and tenacity. Torches that will always burn;
for the freedom that America stands for
and that every American will fight for
and would rather die for than succumb
to defeat or submission.
Torches
that will always remind us that
we are all equal no matter what religion, race,
or background and we stand together in peace, brotherhood, and love.
We
believe that God is the only one who is above us.
He
enables us to carry within us the fire of
the burning towers as
torches of eternal light.
To
remind us that America is Freedom,
and Freedom is America.
Our
Forefathers established it,
our Fathers believed in it,
we
will fight for it, and our children will keep it forever.
2 comments:
Dino, Thank you for sending a grateful few your encouraging words. Our son and grandson are both serving in the Middle East as I write and today's events are especially meaningful to us as parents and grandparents. We are grateful for all the brave men and women protecting our freedom. Your poem is beautiful and is to be cherished.
Dick and Nancy
Thank you Dick and Nancy. I'm glad my words were meaningful for you. God Bless and protect you and your son and grandson. Please thank them for me and my family for their service and their patriotism. God Bless America!
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