It was, as I have said, a fine autumnal day; the sky was clear and serene, and nature wore that rich and golden livery which we always associate with the idea of abundance. The forests had put on their sober brown and yellow, while some trees of the tenderer kind had been nipped by the frosts into brilliant dyes of orange, purple, and scarlet.... As Ichabod jogged slowly on his way, his eye... ranged with delight over the treasures of jolly autumn. ~Washington Irving, "The Legend of Sleepy Hollow"

Sunday, September 11, 2011

How could we possibly forget?

Please...
No more conspiracy theories.
No "Where were you when ...?"
No  "The ---------- must have been involved."
No photo videos with sad music,
No armchair quarterbacking,
No more "heros",
No body parts in the air,
No  media .
Please...
Just a moment of silence
A moment of silence
A
Moment
Of
silence.

c.c

 

6 comments:

Midcenturymadam said...

Well said Constance. Thank you.

Brian Miller said...

i hear you...

Anonymous said...

Connie, A very nice post and I say
Amen to all you wrote. Have a blessed evening. Madeline

thecrazysheeplady said...

Amen.

Debora said...

I agree.

Eve said...

I will never forget.