
🌹✍🏾”The 1st Poet In My Life – Poetry Is In My DNA”✍🏾🌹
I recall as a little child, watching my Mom, writing and reciting poems. She was also an activist. When my Mom stood and vocalized her works, I was rooted to the spot with utter amazement, awe, and respect. Her voice, stance, look, her very presence, demanded ones full attention. Very much like my grandmother – irony; my Mom told me before she died, that I reminded her of her Mother. Imagine that! But Mommy was no joke & in many ways, I am a lot like her. My Mom, taught me to always seek answers, always keep going, and no … Continue reading 🌹✍🏾”The 1st Poet In My Life – Poetry Is In My DNA”✍🏾🌹