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Sunny September Saturday,
spring has sprung, it seems.
From netball courts across in the park
umpire whistles and girlie screams.

The youngsters are taking an afternoon nap
so all in the house is quite still.
Just me and my bird friends in the back yard;
I sit silent but the birds chirp and trill.

Recalling the date, I am taken aback
and I join the world to remember,
nine years ago when the whole planet stopped
on a beautiful clear day in September.



By cherryk

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