White, Too, Is All Right

My first Dollie was white
It sat on the lap of Papa's mahogany chair
I looked closer and saw blue eyes
A miniature mannequin, she was thin
Was it a sin I stood not smiling? But turned within
Filled with joy, the color of my skin was Cadbury brown
My Christmas gift to me all along

Dark girls I meet were pretty and sweet
If they were poor, I loved them more

My brother's first love was an Ebony dove
She was the color of my love

Nobody told me I was beautiful
On our way to sea, I felt it
A nappy haired doll; hand in hand
With my teacher, Miss Daphne, on the pier
I felt a touch, warm as Carib' breeze
It was the arms of God saying I was His
Of Her, my Jamaican Mama wedded to my Papa in Belize
Where mahogany speaks

Mys second dally was brown
She made me smile, and lingered long
peering into iris of her eyes
It was deeper than colorism
It was first pool my spirit plunged in
It soothe my soul

My friend, Denise Taylor was white
Eyes the color of chocolate
Her curls bounced gaily as we skipped to school
Her mood I always savored, was jelly sweet treat
She painted me a picture of light in all its glory.

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Copyright © | Year Posted 2015

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Dunn Avatar
February 9, 2015 at 10:35 AM
Dearest Iris, I simply love this on so many levels you do not know, I've raised my children to believe that color does not define the person laying beneath a persons soul. Awesome write my kindred spirit, this is a poem that will be a favorite on mine for a long time to come, I give the hightest rating I can give you a seven across the board wish it could be more. Never change that special person for whom wrote this wonderous work, I appauld you from where I sit and beyond, cheri
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February 9, 2015 at 4:39 PM
Muchitimas gracias, Cheryl. You're not only a skilled writer, but also sweetly inspiring. God bless you, my thoughtful friend.
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