I am an American descended from slaves.
With shovel in hand I move historic snow.
With each lift I remember every slave who died -- shovel in hand.
My back is strong.
I have no master.
In the cold I feel my freedom.
I keep my footing.
I know how to work.
I help my neighbor.
My neighbor helps me, Doing what needs doing.
We overcome this way:
Work
Help
Strength
TRACEY L. DIXON WILLIAMSON, Bloomington
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