Roses Upon The Water; 9/11 Poem by James Gibbons

Bells ring in silence, Bowed heads of blue,
No words for grief,
Thoughts shared, Furrowed brows, tears;
Dreams burnt away In the morning mist
Of unfulfilled promises.

Those who have died here
Irreplaceable precious child, Mournful minutes pass
Uncountable in there mind.
Slow music plays
Answering list upon list
Those death departed,
Wrenching all foundations.,
Who will offer balm, Solace, peace for my son.
Missed beautiful one,
Lifeless pictured one
Lost, lost without parents
Roaming lonely night
Grief filled minds,
Watching, waiting, praying.

Roses float on water,
Drowning in a sea of tears.
Hug, hold, clasped hands,
Buried languishing love.
Faces indelibly written,
Remembering you is easy,
Yesterday, today, every day.
will never know,
Heart's ache in silent sadness America was hurt today, never
Healed please Lord shield,
Sweeter then roses upon the water.