Proud To Be An American!

I Am Proud To Be An American Sept 11th, 2001, what a tragedy We woke that morning, divided as we could be. The buildings were filling, with souls to be lost. America was attacked, many lives were the cost. One Airplane hit, then came another. The building shook, like wings all a flutter Never given a chance, no time to pout. Run down those stairs, got to get out. As the people ran out, firemen ran in the Towers Determined to help others, they were not cowards.  The buildings tumbling down, crushing all in its way Thousand of heroes, were buried that day. All were running, some jumped to the ground. Soot, smoke, and darkness was all around Through all this tragedy, who would guess That America would Unite, among this mess. The American Spirit, arose that day With all the despair, it is here to stay. People helping people, giving each other a hand Some staying behind, to help their fellow man There were many, heroes that day. Super people with heart, their love was on display. There were men in the Air, who helped save our Land. Love, support, and care, God guided their hand. We are fighting back, the enemy can not hide. Our song is sung. We have our pride. Divided We Fell, United We Stand! We have God’s love, I am proud to be an American. Copyrite September 2001 Dawn Anne Hall Written October 6th, 2001 © on Dec 04 2001 01:06 AM PST, Dawn Anne Hall    0 • 20 • 12