Clear Blue
That clear blue September sky,At work fighting for your life.
Americans watched as terror struck,
Flags flying high, not understanding what happened.
Twenty-five years later, a flag still flies high,
Flying for you and everyone.
Now a flag from a normal March day,
And I think about you every time.
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This poem is about an American flag that I now own because it represents someone that passed away on September 11th, 2001.
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