From my head to my toes,
Will anyone ever know?
How much love is in me for me?
My hair almost soft to a baby's bottom,
With curls that would make the world go round,
My head in my own perfect size,
Which held my crown,
My face of pure innocence,
But yet filled with rich melanin,
My ears are ready,
And open to new waves as shredding surfboards,
For that I cherish them too,
My body is always trying to be in motion,
As the ocean to the shore,
Always filled with glore and strength,
My legs are chasing dreams,
Where hope and determination has some type of movement,
Amazed at how far I can go,
My feet along with toes kept me balanced,
To stand firmly and see the world,
My skin will go through little changes,
But I will forever drip in my uniqueness,
Tendered love and care is all I needed to show,
I thanked GOD or the creator known by many names for my existence,
For allowing myself to express self love at its best,
And you should too Love,
It will never rest.
About the Creator
Shanaeka Jean
A writer by heart that can express herself and her curious mind to try new things and show them to the world. With the words interactive and relatable on my side, all I need to do is sweep you off your feet. :-)


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