To: Her

"To: Her"

Poem derived from my first completed journal, Black and Blue (2018-2019). Written May 24th 2018.

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I hope your daughter grows up

to know how beautiful she is,

not because she's the seed of a King,

but because she is the reflection

of the legacy you will leave around you

as it grows into an incessant garden

of Roses within this immense universe.

I hope she fears not,

says "NO" without fear

in knowing her human body is the temple that guards her immaculate

spirit that neither a man

nor a woman can break.

I hope your daughter laughs

seamlessly,

cries effortlessly,

and feels comfortable with the discomfort of

watching you cry with her.

I hope she never has to learn how to love you,

trust you,

because she knows that since she

was in the womb,

that you're a reflection of the

unconditional love of the MOST HIGH

that rests in your heart

and can never hurt her.

I hope she hugs you,

knows it's okay to kiss your forehead,

Gets mad at you when

you challenge her to think beyond her own feelings

and regrets it for being mad

when she sees you were just helping her grow

into her true self all along.

I hope your daughter grows up to know

that she is a QUEEN.

I hope she loves her melanin

skin

just as much as you love her

for inspiring you.