Under the warm sun’s beam

I raise my voice

I let my words be seen

No longer silent, no longer small

I speak my truth, I stand up tall

In this pastoral scene, I find my strength

My voice is heard, it goes to great lengths

The birds, the trees, the gentle breeze

All listen closely to my pleas

I am no longer afraid to speak

To share my thoughts, to be unique

For in this peaceful, idyllic place

I am reminded of my own grace

So let us all find our own voice

To speak up loud, to make a choice

For in this world, we all have a place

And our words can help us find our grace

-Speak Up!-

Blessings and Love!

Thank you for reading.