Here are some thoughts that came to mind
As I allowed myself to think about
What the women of Milwaukeee
I’ve shared life and work with
Mean to me.

All are God’s Chidlren,
Are messengers of the Gods.

We are God’s children.
We are God’s song.

We shall someday,
Become God’s Glory.

We shall overcome.
We are not afraid.

We see the light.
We’re moving to the fertile valleys.

We stop to talk and sing and dance,
En route to majestic mountain tops.


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