The March Begins: Poem

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The wind blows rough behind the glass,
Happiness Shines on so many faces,
Excited to be a part of something bigger.

Matriarchy at last! Someone cries jubilantly,
Armies of men and women, rising to the call,
Right you are! Someone different,
Children and adults and everyone in between,
Helping, everyone pulls their own weight.

Bringing different experiences,
Everyone has a different View,
Giving everyone else a chance,
In light of everything going on, it's amazing,
New names, new faces, introductions,
Seeing finally the parts of the Great whole.

The March Begins!

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