A Nation Weeps

The sorrow is too much to hold
As heroes meet their doom.
It oozes from the TV screen
And permeates the room.

It crawls across the polished floor
And finds me sitting there.
I am without resistance as
It pastes me to the chair.

I did not know their stories,
Knew nothing of their lives.
They're part of me forever, since
I've met husbands and wives.

I've seen pictures of sad parents,
Of children whose parents died.
This will be a remembered day
When everybody cried.

Now important people gather
These lives to eulogize.
They'll take a place in history
As new heroes arise.

But the pride we're feeling in them
Lives forever in our hearts.
We lift our hands in fond farewell
As their spaceship departs.

By: Joyce 02/05/03