Sunflower
Although she was beautiful
her struggle never seemed to fade.
With roots as strong as hers she would always smile
even when her petals were plucked and frayed.
Remember how her beauty glowed
as she faced the sun with grace.
Half laughing, half crying
somehow she bloomed from her pain.
Saturday 30th October 2021 7:01 pm
Affirmations for my mother
You are a woman,
beautiful,
black,
God’s masterpiece,
created with
majestic power
and divinity—
The type of woman
who could never
be tamed
or possessed.
One deserving of
love, respect,
and civility.
Saturday 30th October 2021 3:47 am
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