Dedicated to the fallen and their families on September 11th

They say he died a hero.They say “Man! What a guy!”,But all I see is his empty chairAnd I still don’t understand why.

They say she was a soldier,But to me, she was just my momAnd when I long to be near her,I only remember that she’s gone.

So many empty placesIn homes and hearts that day,When on the eleventh of SeptemberThe blue skies turned to gray.

What can we do with empty spaces?Void, but full of grief.Marred by gritty, tear-stained facesBordered in disbelief.

Fill them up with hope and kindness.

Reach out and lend a hand.Teach the children of tomorrow,To remember their brave stand.

Don’t forget those lovely faces,Or the broken, bleeding hearts.

Don’t just leave the empty spacesTo decay and fall apart.

Can you fill an empty space now?Share a memory. Help a friend.Say a prayer. Lift up your country.Fill the empty spaces in.