This was written in memory of a man who lost
his life on Flight 93.  It is dedicated to all of those
whose lives were lost or changed forever on
September 11, 2001
We remember them all with love.

"We are hurting, but healing," 
My young son said to me. 
"My sweet Lori's brother, 
Was on Flight 93." 

The shock, 
The grief,
The pain, 
The fear, 
All of these, I did hear. 

The great silver bird, 
In Pennsylvania lay, 
When in truth it was bound, 
For California that day. 

We know of the heroes, 
The "creme de la creme" 
Sons, brothers, husbands, 
These were the men... 
These were the men, On Flight 93, 

Performing heroics,
 For you and for me. 
For this our great land, 
So nobly they gave, 
Exchange of their lives,
 For a meadow land grave. 

For flora and fauna, 
In his loving care, 
Richard Guadagno, 
Always was there. 

In the refuge he tended 
For creatures, so small, 
He gave his protection, 
"Lest one should fall." 

He is missed. 
He is loved. 
His mem'ry lives on 
The birds that he loved, 
With their sweet, plaintive song. 

"We are hurting, but healing," 
His birds sing to me, 
"For our kind, loving Richard,
 Was on Flight 93." 

~ Renee' Larson Bratlee March 11, 2002 ~

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