Brown Face.
Race.
A race to run.
A race to become.
One.
One of the many.
Yet one of the few.
In a race to make your wildest dreams come true.
Now.
Now is the time.
You want... no...your need to shine.
Fuels your dreams, your ambitions, and keeps you going.
Going.
You go. And go. And go.
Because you don’t seem to know.
Know that it’s okay to pace the race
Yet, you continue to chase and chase.
Dear brown girl...
Woosah!
Take a moment to breathe and enjoy the beauty.
Of life. Love. And Victory.
There’s no need to rush your destiny.
With destiny you have a date.
A date with your beautiful, brown, promising fate.
And for Fate, Brown girl, you won’t be late.
So, breathe. Exhale. Woosah and relax.
You will be great!
And Honey, that is a golden brown fact!
About the Creator
Bre Hardin
Write to love. Love to write
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