Category: father
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What Business
I do my Father’s work Built my dreams from clay Breathing the breath of life onto dirt No matter how long it takes I’m gonna hustle till it hurts Love always, Ayesha
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Bike Ride
The sun rose that Saturday morning, Blue birds chirp a song of life and passion The bees buzzing brought on anticipation As they landed on unsuspecting flowers in full bloom The colors of red, violet, turquoise and fuschia are vivid They speak to me like the grasshoppers rubbing their hind legs The lone duck in…
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Daddy’s Girl
I only saw my parents fine china on rare occasions But boy oh boy, when they pulled it out I’d be prepared for a good time Where people would laugh And happy souls would shout They would talk throughout the night Sending glee through the house My father was a good time He was a…
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Wisdom
My Father wasn’t a warrior in a typical sense. But he was a fighter to me. When a good man takes a stand even if it’s just for a second the world stands still. The tide shifts, the bedrock shakes and a new day full of blue skies and opportunity begins. When more people feel…
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Embarrassing Journal Post: Get Your Eagle On
I been a dark skin sista all my life. Whether in a afro, locks, relaxed or tightly bound braids. I have spent my days as a black woman through and through. During my youth, I spent many days and nights feeling as though my blackness never matched up to societal norms. Growing up I wasn’t…
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On My Father’s Shoulders
Today, I saw a toddler sitting on his father’s shoulders. It touched my heart to see the glee and the excitement in his eyes. It reminded me of my Dad and the wonderful moments we shared. Fathers are so important. I don’t think western society gives them the love and recognition that they deserve oftentimes.…
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Thank God Christmas is Over
The hanging mistletoe has dried out in mid-air The pine needles of trees That once had presents under them now decorate living rooms Without a cause or reason outside of holiday inertia The smell of cinnamon and nutmeg dissipate The candy canes that reek of peppermint But fail to satiate the taste-bubs Of a sista…
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A Thought: Worth More Than Gold
Trust, loyalty and love is worth more than gold. My Father once told me there’s a lot of fish in the sea but not many of them are worth catching. If you have someone that loves you and wants you to excel hold on to them and don’t let go. You never know when something…
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Open Journal Entry: The Bitter Truth About My Relationships
I want to paint this neat picture of myself sometimes. By portraying a person that doesn’t exist but that’s not me. I’m honest to a fault. I can’t run be hid filters. I’m not afraid to show my imperfections because I spend my time trying to overcome them or learning to love them. So this…
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