Xziomyra
what an odd name acompanied with beautiful peace
It starts with an x and ends in an a
It reflects her true inner beauty
and defines her in every possible way
Her name , her identity, her story
the life of a young girl
her pain, her experiance, her past
The things that make her feel half
but all this trouble never last
As she lets her life fill with joy
For her story has not came to an end
But has began to flourish
This poem is about:
My family