Daily Prompt: Counting Voices


When I speak alone, I’m alone:

My voice returns to me in a boring monotone;

I’m not crazy but I’m on my own,

But who knows what I’m? I’m alone.

When I speak with you, I’m with you:

My voice is heard; yours is heard too.

In silence I listen to what is true or untrue

But I admire your IQ;

You make me think something new.

When I speak with them, I’m with them:

Their voices don’t rhyme but words can make a poem

And I can sway without causing any mayhem,

But they’ll know too that I’m a rare gem.

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This post is in response to the daily prompt. Counting Voices