September rainbows

poem by: Jude Kyrie
Written on Sep 24, 2017

September Rainbow
A 9/11 Story
By 
Jude Kyrie
Dedicated to all who lost on 9/11
September 11, 2001


As a little girl,
he sat next to me
at junior school.
I always liked him.
No much more than that.

Later at high school
we walked home together.
He would carry my books.
At graduation,
he was my date.
We even went 
to college together.

That was when 
we broke the chains
of friendship and 
he became my lover.
My first and only love.

We married young
it was no surprise
to our parents.
They were expecting it.

Before I knew it 
we had three kids.
Two girls and a boy.
Our son looks just like him.

September 10, 2001

It was just like any other day.
He came home from work
Cooked burgers 
on the backyard barbeque.

We got the kids to bed
drank a glass of wine
went to bed at ten.
He wanted to make love
but I was exhausted
the kids had
been terror's all day.

September 11, 2001

The next day 
he kissed me goodbye.
With a see you later honey.
I got a call from my friend
She said quickly 
put on the TV.

I saw the towers fall
Turning to ashes
Like my life did
at that moment.

All I could think was
I wish I had made love
to him last night.

September 11, 2017

The children are all
grown up now.
He would be
so proud of them.

I look at my strong 
handsome son.
He looks like him exactly.

We stand at ground zero
and say a prayer.
I whisper 
it was always you honey
Only you.

As if by magic 
he answered me
A giant beautiful rainbow.
Circled over New York City.
And I know it was for me.

 

Tags: Sad, Love,

 

 

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