By: Kaitlyn Hecker

We were sitting in the tower,

That tall, safe tower.

Skies of blue showered above.

The entrance sounded like the heart-wrenching roar of a tiger.

It zoomed through-

Pieces of ash and gravel plummeted to the ground.

Everyday we awaken

With happiness in our hearts.

We know we are okay.

We represent the people who aren’t here to express themselves,

The people who can’t stand here today.

We, as survivors

Stand strong like super glue.

We share a story-

And we will never be left in silence.

Poetry Publication Reflection:

1. I chose to publish and inspired by poem.
2. I was inspired by the tragic event on 9/11 because I had family in the pentagon at the time and it is a very big and inspiring issue to me since I have experience from dealing with the tragedy that came with it.
3. The tone of my poem is uplifting.
4. The theme of my poem is to stand strong, and don’t back down no matter what.
5. a) “The entrance sounded like the heart-wrenching roar of a tiger.” b) This is a simile. c) This simile contributes to the content because it explains how loud and powerful the plane was when it entered the towers.
6. “We stand strong like super glue.” b) This is a simile c) It contributes to the content of my poem because it shows how well the survivors are getting through it. I know this because my dad is a survivor of the attack, and I know how well he is holding up with everything.
7. I added the simile “The entrance sounded like the heart-wrenching roar of a tiger.” to better explain how powerful the actual entrance was, and what it sounded like. I also took out a few sentences in the beginning of my poem due to the fact that they didn’t accommodate what the theme of my poem was.
8. It was very easy to write this poem because right when Mrs. Ehring said we had to write about something inspiring, I knew exactly what I was writing about. My dad was at the pentagon while the attacks happened, so it was very easy to relate to the messages in my poem.
9.  I am very satisfied with my poem because I feel like I spread a message within my poem. Due to the fact my dad was a part of this tragic event, I could zip through the details because of what he told me. I didn’t have to look anything up or infer anything, and I could actually see the image in my head.