I marched with, ' Martin Luther King Jr.'
When that wasn't really considered too cool.
For a white gal in her twenties alone, blonde hair, blue eyes
Standing out in a crowd, some shouting calling her a fool.
I cried when Martin was assassinated
And mourned the death of our President, 'J.F.Kennedy.'
They were a very important part of history
The history that maybe formed a little part of you and me.
I was in awe at the devastation of, 'Mt. Saint Hellen'
And felt the pain of those lost on the United States, 'Challenger.'
Then New York's nine eleven, 'Twin Tower', disaster
Those most important parts of history
Which now some feel a twinge of pending attacking fear.
Bad times and all the good times
Form the human parts of our personal history.
They take us back to a time and place
Maybe some which made a part of you and me.
Those important things in life for me
Are the memories of histories burn.
Some at the loss and of anothers pain
Of our Histories lessons now I've learned.
Linda Winchell
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/those-important-things/
