Simon Dedvukaj, 26, of Mohegan Lake, NY, died tragically at the attacks on the WTC. He was a janitorial foreman for ABM Industries & worked in the north tower. He was a well liked person, always making people laugh; thinking of others first & himself last. He was one of 8 children & always interested in his family's Albanian heritage. After his sister & her husband went to a wedding in Albania & saw a girl they thought would be perfect for him, he went there to meet her. Simon brought Elizabeth to the USA & they would have been married 1 year when he passed.
Although I've never met Simon personally, I feel as though I know him from all that I've read about him.
'Love'
Is such a meagre word
That says nothing of spirit to spirit
Within spirit and flesh
And after...
After...after...after..
O what does 'after' mean ?
A thousand years, a day, a moment
In which the moon is another home
And the stars are small, brilliant poems.
A door will open
Then quick and light steps
From memory towards
The nebula of unmemory
Although I've never met Simon personally, I feel as though I know him from all that I've read about him.
'Love'
Is such a meagre word
That says nothing of spirit to spirit
Within spirit and flesh
And after...
After...after...after..
O what does 'after' mean ?
A thousand years, a day, a moment
In which the moon is another home
And the stars are small, brilliant poems.
A door will open
Then quick and light steps
From memory towards
The nebula of unmemory
Simon Dedvukaj, 26, of Mohegan Lake, NY, died tragically at the attacks on the WTC. He was a janitorial foreman for ABM Industries & worked in the north tower. He was a well liked person, always making people laugh; thinking of others first & himself last. He was one of 8 children & always interested in his family's Albanian heritage. After his sister & her husband went to a wedding in Albania & saw a girl they thought would be perfect for him, he went there to meet her. Simon brought Elizabeth to the USA & they would have been married 1 year when he passed.
Although I've never met Simon personally, I feel as though I know him from all that I've read about him.
'Love'
Is such a meagre word
That says nothing of spirit to spirit
Within spirit and flesh
And after...
After...after...after..
O what does 'after' mean ?
A thousand years, a day, a moment
In which the moon is another home
And the stars are small, brilliant poems.
A door will open
Then quick and light steps
From memory towards
The nebula of unmemory
Although I've never met Simon personally, I feel as though I know him from all that I've read about him.
'Love'
Is such a meagre word
That says nothing of spirit to spirit
Within spirit and flesh
And after...
After...after...after..
O what does 'after' mean ?
A thousand years, a day, a moment
In which the moon is another home
And the stars are small, brilliant poems.
A door will open
Then quick and light steps
From memory towards
The nebula of unmemory
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"By God's Grace We Persevere" & "Biri i tradites shqiptare"
