Girl Dedication Poems

Hey girl!
Sleeping with a heavy heart still?
Unquestionably, I understant!
I understand the anxiety,
the pain, the depression
of things not going your way.
Unquestionably, I understand!
I understand the weight,
the...

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With gentle words and steady hands
her work is filled with love
She meets the tasks her role commands
then soars so far above

With rows of little desks...

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The colour has no caste no religion
Just fetterless as a crowned pigeon,
The sun never marks any division
What's red, green, black or saffron.

All the colour is...

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You're my land and I'm monarch,
You're my lightning in a pitch dark,
You're my orchard of various fruit,
You're my dress a colored suit.

You're my song that...

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A mother of three, 
Her heart full of glee,
She works hard every day,
To make ends meet in every way.

She's raising her kids alone,
But she's never...

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Poem:  
      LET THEM BREATHE
Every single girl sings in a different tone
Some dance to the melodious lifestyle of their...

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I see a box in the tree with something waiting for thee; I wonder what is in there? Do you have something to share? Christmas...

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11/1/2023       



Daughters who love their Mothers, are not afraid to express love.

They go through rough times in life, like...

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You are a water lily in a wetland,
The scholars surround you,
They did not expect to find beauty,
In a place like this,
Where did you come from?
With...

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A piece of my soul

Who am I?
A Muse or a Poet?
A Lyre or a Melody?
Or just a plain girl?
What do I see
A dream or a...

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Read,       (pronounced RED
I Read,     (pronounced Reed)
Follow's  me, As I read;
I see, I see, I...

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My name is Zariyia Bradshaw;

I am a princess, a Daughter of the Most High God;
His child a little girl;
Surname: Bradshaw;
Distinguished;
Child of promised Little Daughter of...

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I shall gift her the globe because she means the world to me.
As long as I call her mine, her name won’t matter to me.
Readers...

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May I walk you in this month of May before June comes and takes you away?
May I cover your eyes from the dust of the...

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It was you
From the first day of sixth grade
When I was scared and awkward and pimplily

It was you
The next two years 
Through braces and glasses...

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