(Almost) Due West: September 11…

Friday, September 10, 2010

September 11…

I might still be asleep tomorrow on Mountain Time on the anniversary of the day when the planes hit—so I want to get in my “will never forget” tonight.

So to all those who were loved and lost…we will never forget.

Lighting my candle tomorrow….

Peace to all

p.s. and happy birthday to our young friends born on this day nine years ago, who also need to be remembered...

1 comment:

Andi (RrlScrapGal)September 11, 2010 at 8:05 AM
Peace, to you as well.

Indeed. Prayers being said.
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WYOMING

The world started to run
With the turning of the sun.
Cities rose from towns
And quiet turned to sound.
That place stayed the same;
That’s Wyoming.

So, the legends say
That explorers tried to explain-
But the beauty that they found
Was too much to write down.
So, in fiction,
They believed to be Wyoming.

Where the clearest sunny days
Quickly turn to rain
But we don’t mind,
Because all of the sweetest smells remains.

I know Adam’s never seen such a scene
(In neither Eden or his dream).
Even Eve would stop to stare
At God’s most perfect square.
That’s one thing I believe;
He made Wyoming.

Where the clearest sunny days
Quickly turn to rain
But we don’t mind,
Because all of the sweetest smells remains.

All the years hang on the wind
Above this last good plot of land.
I hear it echo in the trees.
I hear its whisper on my knees.
Even Dust can be a king
In Wyoming.

Yes, even Dust can be a King,
In Wyoming.

Lyrics by TYLER STENSON