A Day In My Life, My Poetry

I Was Five… (Remembering 9/11)

I was five when I learned what terror was. It was the image of two tall buildings drowning in fire and debris, crumbling to the ground. I had just got off of school, still in my white and navy blue uniform, when I stood by my parents' door and watched the television weep as terror… Continue reading I Was Five… (Remembering 9/11)

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