A Voice Poem by Kewayne Wadley
A Voice
She was beautiful yet,
Wanted to spend all of her
Time with me.
No matter how I hid she always
Seemed to find me.
She ignored my previous words
And my inclusion of how I thought
Everyone else would think,
She sought me because she too
thought I was beautiful &
Wasn't afraid to say it.
I loved how loud she was
& she loved my silence, she
Reminded me that I had a voice
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