We raised our hand
And cast the first vote
The choice felt blissful
Something held close
To our chest
We accounted for
Margins of error
Of which there were plenty
Counted our options
Made sense of the matter
Stood back and took a wider view
Of course there were
Sides to play
We were not alone in voting
We were part of the lever
The change
The force
The power
When it came to the final vote
The decision hardly mattered
We were there
We played our part
Whispers and giggles
Drifting on the wind
Lifting up the ticker tape
Letting it fall in our hair like confetti
A celebration
And a stand.
