How Home Girl Became
How Home Girl Became
One attains inner greatness quietly, for the one who is teaching is unaware of their lesson
And the one who is learning is oblivious to their education.
My mother, my teacher, my strength, my confidence.
Learned through her action, her walk, her words.
I became skilled in the way, learned how to be comfortable in my own skin.
Proud of my rotund, healthy curves. Able to think what I think and say what I mean.
To watch out for me instead of pleasing all of them.
Knowing not to compromise who I am or what I believe.
To have the dignity to stand up for what is right. And speak the truth when others lie.
Insight to recognize failure and courage to get up, dust off and try again.
Everything she taught me represents a true home girl, a woman set apart from the rest.
She showed me the ways of the home girl, how to be a strong, independent and confident woman.
I marvel her, all that she has become and achieved, the countless hardships she has battled and still she
remains, hip upbeat, alive, a home girl.
Her beauty is not only in her appearance, but is apparent from within.
Her confidence shines, her radiance reflected in her every action.
She embodies the home girl, the original from which this home girl became.
Copyright © Abigail Kunde | Year Posted 2008
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