Our Purpose
 

Oh God, we saw a Miracle today,
in the faces of Your people here.
Despite the terror and helplessness, 
the sobbing and the fear.

Your children held each other up,
and comforted one another,
For we all lost friends, co-workers, parents,
and our precious sons and daughters.

We wept and prayed for losses of life,
and dared to hope for miracles.
Our brothers and sisters here, "Dear Lord,
For them, please send Your Angels."

You only asked that we love them Lord,
Our sisters and our brothers
Did you witness the love of Your people Lord,
As they gave their lives for others?

"No greater gift", You asked of them,
Your Angels that lived here on earth.
You called them Home, and Heaven sings,
and rejoices for all of their worth.

We who were left behind, 
will always wonder "why?"
and pray, Lest we never forget , 
"Our Losses of Love and Light"

America is One, under You, Dear God.
With our blood and tears we defend it.
The land of freedom and dreams, Dear God.
and it is our purpose to keep it.

~ Tonya Richard ~

©~September 13th, 2001~

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