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The gift of an ordinary day I won’t let this treasure slip away any more I think of those who died without their loved ones at their side And try to honor them, in my own way.
The gift of an ordinary day Can, in an instant, be stolen away Life was almost endless, so I thought, But September has taught me To remember…
The gift of an ordinary day Each moment my life touches another. I am a wife and mother who is humbled every minute By the miracle of family And the power deep within it. I think of those at rest And know That I Am blessed by…
The gift of each ordinary day I don’t say “Goodbye” without “I love you, My family” Without saying “I love you” To my family I love you…my family.
c 2002 Ruth Rosen Greenwood
This was written for a 9/11 fundraising CD, a ballad that ends in an unresolved cadence (which explains the last few lines...)
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