Casey, my sweet Casey
Did you hear me whispering?
?It?s okay to let go
?we?re here, we love you.?
Within minutes you did
?my god, you did!
I wasn?t ready
I?m still not.
From deep within you found a way
First a finger, then an arm
Shouting out without a voice
Your bracing shoulders your only choice.
Years and years before your prime
Rising up one final time.
Gone from our midst but not our hearts
My world changed that last exchange.
The World Trade Center still intact and well
In 24 hours, a living Hell.
Like you, gleaming, young and strong
A source of pride soon nullified.
As I struggle to engage
To live and work this embattled stage
I pledge to you and all that matters
To rise up in reply, your memory my staunch ally.
To ride the wave your life evoked
Counseling others to stretch their stride,
To enter each race and room with a smile
And with dignity and grace, enliven this shattered space.
Hon, I'm not interested in politics this time, I will give up the bottle for good & live. I'm dronying.
PriscaXXXXXXXXXXXXX
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