It's A New World
Females had their expected place
one of submission, few choices
no dreams
beyond children and home.
Fifties females had no voice
but the children watched;
and the children grew
and knew there was more.
A matter of choice with a voice!
Any way this girl can shout it
stands as anthem to her place...
helping others to find the same grace.
poem by Carolyn Brunelle
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