I can still see the smoke billowing
from what is left of the World Trade Center
as I look out my window in Astoria
across the East River.
Only 27 days ago we beheld the massive grandeur
of lower Manhattan's skyline from the boat
as Tim, Karen, the girls, and I happily toured
our Statue of Liberty.
Visiting from Cyprus, they, and I tagging along,
we all took photos of ourselves
with the twin towers in the background,
rooted in the solid rock of New York.
But now the towers are rubble
from the terrorist attack of two hijacked planes
crashing into them –...
