TUESDAY MORNING - SEPTEMBER 11
They never met, those friends of mine
Though they lived but blocks apart
Walked the same avenue
Took the same train
And their city was in each heart
That Tuesday morning dawned, clear and fine
And one of them was a bit late
His mother had visited
Made blueberry muffins
And two were left on the plate
He stopped to take them on his rush
To reach his subway line
He was late, so late
So he lived, that day
My other friend was on time.
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