One hundred and sixty-eight people
Lost their lives that dreadful day
And now so many folks
Take the time this day to pray
Men, women and children
Were all among the dead
Trying to go about their daily lives
They lost those lives instead
Stuffed animals and flags and flowers
Are placed at the memorial site
Hearts are full and painful
For nothing will ever make things right
School children drew pictures
To show how sad they feel
I know inside their young hearts
It doesn’t seem quite real
One picture was drawn by a child
It explained how we all feel regret
It said our thoughts so plainly
We will never forget
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The sentiment of this poem is beautifully established. It isn't too sombre - I think you got the emotional flavours just right. A lovely piece of work.