9/11 What A Day
Nine eleven, what a day,
do we morn or celebrate.
Why would I say such a thing,
please let me try to explain.
Thousands lost on this sad day
but one was born to this family.
So should we morn or celebrate.
Let me tell you what I think,
I think we should celebrate.
You only have one Birthday,
don't let Ben take that away.
As for people he had slain,
we can morn in our own way,
or maybe on another day.
It's your Birthday, come and play,
don't let it get to you this way.
Dedicated to,
Carlee Dan Stoller
By Heather D. Roe
do we morn or celebrate.
Why would I say such a thing,
please let me try to explain.
Thousands lost on this sad day
but one was born to this family.
So should we morn or celebrate.
Let me tell you what I think,
I think we should celebrate.
You only have one Birthday,
don't let Ben take that away.
As for people he had slain,
we can morn in our own way,
or maybe on another day.
It's your Birthday, come and play,
don't let it get to you this way.
Dedicated to,
Carlee Dan Stoller
By Heather D. Roe
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