I'm a Growing Woman

Peace World Peace girl, didn’t Frankie Valli and The Four Season say, “Big Girls Don’t Cry”. Peace boy, remember 2Pac said “Keep ya head up” to the sky PEACE world, let joy multiply. May all hail peace before all Hell go bustin’ loose Breaking peace into piece Causing confusion and delusion In the spirit of Every nation, every child Mother father lover Sister brother Every president and resident Official and affiliate Over every Seeker reaper keeper Down to every thinker dreamer teacher Up to every Loser and winner saint and sinner PEACE world peace don’t be still ya here? Tame the beast; Claim the beauty Cure the wicked; secure the good hey peace world hey, Don’t be still ya here? MOVE around the clout clean out the doubt MOVE Through the crowds Tell the tongues to take a vow MOVE Gather a billon lips; sing and shout peace real loud MOVE Lift every soul; let it sprout peace proud MOVE Without letting animosity weigh you down.

Happy March! In honor of Women’s Month (March 1-March 31), I wrote a loving, open letter to myself. I have written one before, but not as heartfelt and in depth as this one. My past, present and future, and latest accomplishment inspired me. May your past, present, latest and future inspire you too! Dear Danielle, I am truly proud of you. You're an amazing and phenomenal woman. A beautiful, talented, ball-of-fire, cool-as water and wind, and elegant black sister--that beat so many odds while managing to remain even through them all, with your soul and mind intact. You are one of the best women that STEMs from a single parent home. What a wonderful product produced by your queen mother-- that you watched juggle school, raising two kids, and work at the same time? The outcome of your youth and womanhood is totally a blessing to what you've become. Please, thank your mother-send her flowers and wine- you owe her for the love and knowledge she loaned you. You never fit