Erica Brownie

With my eyes I show you my light soul; how will you receive me? No one knows till we meet. Do you preserve my company? Your acts will help me see. Is my grace more indulging? No envying little bee, feel free to join me
Erica Brown me.

This poem is about: 
Me
My family
My community
My country
Our world

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