Has I watched the jet go by, I was remembering the Life I had on earth.you see I was on that Jet on 911 that took my life that sunny Day, the fear I had match no other day, I saw my self got blow away the light shine through my soul and there in the smoke and fire I saw Jesus so bright and fair, he came and took me away this deadly Day. So when you look up and see a jet try to think How small we are, the smoke it leaves behind is the life we had and its gone, you see it and its gone in a blink of an eye. Our Life here is short and bright Don't forget because he is watching Us All waiting for the big Day to climb aboard
Guy Maggio
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