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Hair

Mixed Family

By Felista Estep SutherlandPublished 2 years ago 1 min read
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Hair

Mommy, I love your silky hair.

Why do others see mine and stare?

Why is it, your skin is so light?

Why am I called black and you called white?

Why do others say you’re not my mom?

Hey look, we match here in our palms.

Oh baby girl, where do I start?

We look different but are same in heart.

Moms or dads, daughters or sons,

we don’t have to look alike to be of one.

Children are a blend of their parent,

And sometimes it’s not always apparent.

You have creamy beautiful skin!

Be proud but remember you are what is within.

childrens poetry
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About the Creator

Felista Estep Sutherland

I’m here to offer my creations created in a place far beyond my own modern reality, a place that is past the perceived hells and in a magical space of total existence, that holds no laws, no boundaries and only infinite possibilities.

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