The March

It was a day

unlike any other,

I marched for myself

I marched for my brother.

 

I felt so determined

to walk with love and belief

and to march with so many

was such a relief.

 

But, to go it alone,

with my head held high

to march toward a future

Is something I’ll try.

 

Kelley E. Howe Nolan

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