We held our son; Their family lineage Their last name My father’s grandson . My brothers Hold our father’s lineage Father’s last name A daughter, I held father’s last name Only for a “moment” . I “smile” While wondering, Is it fair? Is it okay? To carry and hold a child; my own blood My…… Continue reading Tradition?
I do not have blue or hazel eyes Mine are dark; they are black! I do not have light skin It’s dark yet soft No, I don’t have straight silky hair It’s thick, kinky and beautiful No, I am not vulnerable or angry I am me; only black! I don’t need a touch up to…… Continue reading My beautiful black.