I was on I-95
on that day
Virginia I believe
or some other place.

Thoughts are hazey
placement not real
there was I
when forced to deal,

with a tragedy beyond
any I'd known
I felt at once
completely alone.

Reports trickled through
a radio voice
certainly not the way
I would have by choice,

heard the news
that life was changed
most reports quite wrong
and some even strange.

What I saw on the day
what I wish to convey
forgive if I stray
from verse just to say,

I saw men that day stand still in time. I saw men rush to phones to call home with tears in their eyes. I saw men who with no family to call, no loved ones to share the grief of it all, openly weep and reach to each other. Strangers who now felt more like brothers. I heard men on the CB with horror convey what was happening to our world on that day. All of them displaced, away from their homes, sobbing and crying out there on the road. Within the walls of truck stops all across this land, men, grown men, were taking each others hand and mourning the loss of America that day. I saw all of this upon that day. I came away changed in my feeling about men. How could I not after seeing this then? We sometimes forget that within each human being is a heart, a heart, with tenderness beating. Whether woman or man, it matters not really, still they felt, they cried, they touched while grieving.

God Bless all the men who travel life's road
some quite alone while carrying the load
God Bless you I say out there on the way
we're with you in spirit on this very sad day.

WhiteRose