Torn

On this tenth anniversary of the day that has changed our World I troubled whether to walk. Should I have a day in silence and reference for those who were lost. Having a long distance to the next town I opted to leave before the sunrise. As I walked west along a lightly travel road I came to a stand of trees that surrounded a farm home. Clearing the trees the first thing I saw in the yard was a flag, Old Glory flapping in the breeze, and my World stopped turning. A sad feeling came over me as I checked my clock. It was the minute the first tower was struck ten years past. A sad day that has changed our World. I spent most of the day in relative quiet and walking, we must go on.