Alice Marie

Chance encounter

Close encounter

Spirit wings

Keep connection

Beautiful soul

Precious girl

Gentle woman

Always there

Buildings fall

Fire rages

Lights extinguished

Angel still aware.

(I met Alice Marie in the late 1990s. After she moved to NYC, we had a date to meet and then 911 happened. We kept our date anyway, and it was sweet. This is the poem I wrote after our visit.
Our lights did not go out. And the beams at WTC every 911 still glow until rebuilt. ) by Magic Maura