CHICKBERRY PATCH
Where were you when the world stood still?
In that moment the world became changedWith an imprint of terror
Forged forever in fire
When destruction fell down like fall rain?Were you drinking your coffee?
Were you driving to work?
Were you holding your babe to your heart?
Were you humming a song?
Were you righting a wrong?
Were you ironing your favorite shirt?Where were you when the world broke in
disrupting your everyday plans?
and disturbing the notion
that safety and peace
were the inalienable rights of all man…Were you calling your mother?
Were you taking a bath?
Were you going through the motions of your day?
Were you baking a cake?
Were you planning a break up
and trying to find the right words to say?Where were you when the message came
That nothing in life is for sure?
And all we get is each moment with no guarantees
of tomorrow, next week or next year…Are you speaking a kind word?
Are you doing your part
to comfort and never cause pain?
Remember those moments
With your head and your heart
So the terror did not happen in vain…Remember the message, remember the date
Remember nothing in life is for sure
for all we get is each moment with no guarantees
of tomorrow, next week or next year…
We Remember.
April 3, 1964 - February 7, 2010
"The beauty of the soul shines out when a man bears with composure one heavy mischance after another, not because he does not feel them, but because he is a man of high and heroic temper” Aristotle
In the arms of an angel...fly away from here...
Bless you on your journey, Belinda.
Belinda Stewart 9-2-13
