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9/11 ~ Where are you now

A poem by K.A. Dyer ~

I remember who you used to be 
and wonder what you have become.
Where are you now,
Where did you go,
When the spirit is released to fly?

Perhaps you are the morning bird
singing joyfully at sunrise,
or the butterfly that dances
so carelessly on the breeze
or the rainbow of colors
that brightens a stormy sky
or the fingers of afternoon mist
delicately reaching over the mountains
or the final few rays of the setting sun
lighting up the skies
edging the clouds with a magical glow.