Dear Black Girl,

Let me start by saying I apologize

for all the times I didn't recognize

the beauty in my brown curls

and shake in my thighs

for when I let others tell me

what would set my soul free

and that, that 

is who, what, how I will be

Let me finish by saying I'm proud

to be the black girl that is loud

no shame will live in me

I will not drown in someone else's rain cloud

Oh Black Girl dont you see

you are adored upon, the adoree

they call you excellence and magic

because you're alive with it, no hyperbole

Live with your head towards the sky, honey bee

Love,

Black Girl That Is Me