Sometimes I worry
When his grades aren’t perfect but then
He builds something new
Creates more beauty
And I know then
That he alright
He knows his path
Sometimes I worry
When his grades aren’t perfect but then
He builds something new
Creates more beauty
And I know then
That he alright
He knows his path
Tansy, tansy so
yellow and bright shining colors speak
to my aura’s soul

Growing homes for bees
Friends for sunflowers, spring plants
Flowering comfort
Living in my joy
Radiating in my own
Smile, laughter blooming

Outside again basking
In the glow of friends, family
Remembering though

I don’t want to be
Your only connection to-
Blackness, make new friends
Sometimes it’s okay
To let your body change
Just as seasons change

Why they think laws, bills
Never meant to protect
Gone keep truth from us
I’m done
Getting caught in
Other’s stories
Forgetting all about
My own
Until
I
Have
No
More
Stories

Branches reaching out
Causally intersecting
I am here for you
