Tears May Fall Poem by Harold R Hunt Sr

Tears May fall.
For 13years the tears have fallen
They fall for heroes and they fall for love ones.
They crash into three parts of the country.
To remember a day that we now honor them.
A day of pain not of joy a day of lost not of find.
The country is flooded with not of water but of these tears.
Two building falls to the ground. One building left with a hole.
In a lonely field, it becomes not lonely no more.
We honor these people for their love.
We will never forget because that is our love for them.
So don't wipe the tears away because you'll wipe away memories.