The pieces of my America

Has so many voices that flow like the waves of the ocean that foam

It is not raging but racing towards healing

The pieces of my America

Has a patchwork knitted blanket made from so many hands that toiled

That bed we all lay in

The pieces of my America

Have neighbors’ hands joined across the lawns stretched out with smiles to match just as wide

All our children we agree are the future and they are our joy and pride

The pieces of my America

Has freedoms that allow me to see you and I hope that you see me

We choose where we go from here, we voted

That is our right as we live free

No matter how many pieces of my America that make up our Democracy

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