My grandson

by Ty Andrews

Drawing


Our Voice Means Something

by Kennith Harvey

Poem


Strange 4

by Daniel Strange

Art


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by Benjamin Williams

Poem


Women in the Military History Speech – March

by Judith Leu

Prose


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by David Cahn

Prose


Our Voice Means Something

By Kennith Harvey, Army

Writing Type: Poem


By Kennith Harvey

VA Medical Center--Richmond, VA

 

Our voice means something

when we see something and say something.

Stand and walk alongside voices given the power to soar.

Our voice means something and gains meaning for all.

Your voice need not be loud to be heard in a crowd.

Say something now--your voice means something.

Historically, women ask, “Where is my voice?”

Over here, they say, ready with purpose.

Women veterans put pen to paper

to remind veterans' voices and others

that our voice roars.

It means much more because it is our “Stanza”

and that will not be random.

Read these words: it is time you hear our voices.

Hear these words: our voice means something.

They are the Richmond VIP--Women's Writing Group,

a specific part of the veterans’ voice!

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by Lynn Norton

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by Ty Andrews

Drawing


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by Tom Lauterback

Prose


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by Charles Fredette

Poem


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by George Kulas

Prose


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by W. Joseph O'Connell

Poem