Tears of fear have arisen As we look up and there are no more twin towers in the sky. Lots of grief has just begun As the terrorism has been done… The war has just begun Fear is here, like it’s never been seen. As the plane hit, we looked for a friend nearby to lean. The war has just begun The heroes in our eyes are the firefighters who gave up their lives Along with the citizens in the towers, who didn’t get their final goodbyes. The war has just begun As the buildings crashed and fell down to the ground, It was hard for a life to be found. As we watched our hearts began to pound. As we looked and looked for Bin Laden to hound, We pray in our hearts more victims will be found. The war has just begun So many people gone, In our hearts we are torn. So we go to God to help us mourn. Everyday a new creature is born, but why today did so many people have to be gone The war has just begun In our hearts we sing a song, Praying that this war won’t be too long, And leaving them knowing what they did was wrong. The war has just begun This is like Pearl Harbor, But Bin Laden took it further, and interrupted lives Why did he even have to bother? What makes it even harder So many people have lost a father The war has just begun. As we go to strike back We think of all the firefighters we lack They all ran into the Twin Towers as a pack. Willing to save lives, without even looking back. The war has just begun

MY DREAM A girl with a dream is all I appear to be. Consumed to this dream, and how I yearn to succeed. Spellbound by the worldly clolut that ultimately turns me into a statistic. Penetrating for a reason, and an ultimate implication in this human race. But most significantly looking to our father, tolerantly waiting as I receive his grace. With his stamped approval, and amorous nature, I illustrate only to humanity a jovial face. A girl with a dream is all I appear to be. Fortitude is not my virtue; it's rather what I would be fond pf working on. I discern dreams can't be hasty, but I do dream immense. Stretching out my diminutive and protracted terms To attain a definitive goal, that reaps its rewards. For the reason I desire to be victorious, but have a proper substance. Overflowing with morals, and beliefs that my offspring can gaze towards. A girl with a dream is all I appear to be. Pointed towards a profession I can make my own But, the only way my vision become factual Is through an assessment from educators Whom I place highly elevated on thrones. A girl with a dream is all I appear to be. By: Rachel Raysor

I had a about this girl… In my dream this girl was so full of life She had a smile that could light up a room. This girl could laugh, this girl could cry, this girl could love. Love hard…. So hard……. She just wanted to be loved. . She was so determined to live her life like nothing was wrong. Her life was a sad sad song Her life gave people hope She gave people new meaning. She struggled so much to be the person we all know and love today. Through all her quarrels she gained her respect She tried to fight every battle, except her own. She didn't care what anyone thought, she just lived her life. She lived it hard, and good Never wanting to be treated any different In my dream she was invincible. In my dream all she did was constantly prove her self. In my dream she beat this obstacle. In my dream, I saw her smile again. In my dream, I held her and never let go. In my dream there was no more pain. In my dream there were no more whispers. Then my dream ended, and I woke up, and the whispers were still there. But, yet and still her spirit surrounded me, and filled me. The whispers were still there, but I just couldn't hear them anymore She was at peace. All she wanted to do was love. And in the end, as she laid motionless, without any movement. Her spirit reached out into the sky For a love that could not be seen. Her life was a true journey…and touched so many hearts along the way She was giving, but more often you'll find her hand out, more than your own. But, yet and still with a smile on her face You couldn't tell her anything. The day God took her away from our family and all her friends was a tragic day. But, all and all it was God's plan. He brought Brittany into our lives to take in all the love she had to offer. So, now it's time to open our eyes and see the big picture. Tomorrow is never promised It doesn't mean we should live life in sorrow But, instead be more determined to have a brighter tomorrow. In the end her departure mended a couple of hearts, and opened a few eyes. Now, she's looking down on us in the heavenly skies… Seeing us as we say our final goodbyes

Can't be described, it can only be felt. It's that sudden feeling of goose bumps. That sudden chill that consumes you It's that lost of breathe. It's that ache in your heart With that sudden feeling of emptiness, when there not near. It's that fast beat that fills your chest With the sweaty palms, that is moist to their touch. It's that jittery feeling that you yourself can't explain And the feeling of joy when you hear their name Love to me…. Is that anxiousness you feel when they are near And that safety in your heart, because with them there's nothing to fear. That feeling of weakness that you wish they didn't have on you But, happy because with them you are robust You are most capable of anything and everything And Love to me…. Brings out the best, not the worse.