Her people are screaming and running in fear
Searching and crying for loved ones held dear.
Cowardly demons streaking through the air
Taking many innocent lives without a single care.
The American flag stands tall and still flying
Looking forward to the day our eagle stops crying.
She listened through thunderous crashing & booms
And heard our people cry.
Yet, still, the Statue of Liberty
Held the symbol of freedom high.
We watch the story unfold on the news
As helpers continue to try;
We hope for the best as they struggle to dig
Before any survivors may die.
We listen to news anchors looking for details
Through hundreds of expert's eyes.
And, still, the Statue of Liberty
Holds the symbol of freedom high.
As we gather our children around us and listen
To questions of how and why,
As we ponder the reasons that they'll comprehend
And begin with a heavy sigh.
We can tell them the truth, that our comfort & strength
Come from knowing that God is nigh;
And that, still, the Statue of Liberty
Holds the symbol of freedom high.
God bless America in the time of need.
May God bless each and everyone of you.
Loads of love...huggies and smoochies,
Mary aka MIgirl