Out there in the Harbor
This Lady's torch steadfast
Freedom's gift forever
With glory that will last

Witness to the terror
That awful fateful day
September the Eleventh
Carved in life to stay

Tributes now are rising
Like bright waves in the sky
Waters of the harbor
How swiftly now they rise

Tears of many flowing
Blended all as one
Hearts of hurt revealing
The evil that was done

Yet the lady stands there
With powerful repose
Freedom still her motto
Our hearts she does expose

We welcome all in friendship
Who yearn to just be free
From all in life oppressive
Our door their liberty

Today her flame grows brighter
Her power seems to gleam
Our Lady of the Harbor
With dignity serene

Love within her shadow
She casts across our land
Tears of hope and freedom
Such power in her hand.

~ Francine Pucillo ~
ęCopyright September 11, 2002

"In Her Shadow We Are One

Freedom's Flame Our Hearts Welcome ."












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