As we play our drums
Guitars, voices, shakers and flute
Cowbells, tambourines and dancers, to boot
Many voices become the one
Joining. Flowing
Shining. Glowing.
Taking us places
We cannot go alone
Some songs may seem sweeter than others
Some beats might seem a bit . . . off
But
But
All are part of the one song
in which we live
in which we live
I am new here
You welcome me
With kindness and love
You tell me my voice belongs
That I have a part in this song
Thank you
Our hearts are as one
As we sing our songs
Dance our dances
And beat our drums
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