In honor and in remembrance
of all those who died,
we are called
to fill our days
dreaming of,
and working toward, PEACE.

Like a band of angels,
summoned home
by a Gracious God,
to the cry
of golden trumpets,
all those aboard
their fatal flight
on their final
fateful Tuesday morning,
journeyed into eternity
and left us behind
to gaze from a pondering stance
at days we are now
called to fill.

O, how we do,
in our prayers and praise,
remember and love you,
and,
we do too,
in our hearts
wish for you:
God's Justice,
Divine Forgiveness,
Eternal Peace,
and,
Angel's Wings.

In honor and in remembrance
of all those who died,
we are called to fill our days
dreaming of,
and working toward:
PEACE, PEACE, PEACE.

May our dreams of PEACE
be not long deferred.

-b.f. maiz