Twin Towers Poem by Phil Soar

Where two towers stood, now one stands proud
Built almost up to the clouds
To show how life must venture on
Even though the two have gone
The faces in the memorial museum
Looking down on those who want to see them
With tears that stain the viewers eyes
Images creating multiple sighs
From those who wish to pay respects
With emotions that no-one exoects
Travellers from around the world
Every boy and every girl
Wishing they could turn back the time
And return those soles to family ties




Written after a visit to New York and the 9/11 musueum and after being deeply affected by powerful images and sights.
Sharing with our friends in the USA.

Phil Soar