we are not defined by color
we are not defined by race
and continuing to do so
only breeds disgrace.

our skin is a mere shell
our  feature's our decor,
when will we all realize
we are made of so much more.

the ignorance of judgement
has no sanity or shame,
while the prejudice in hate
forever fans the flame.

the substance of our goodness
is born within the heart
learning to look inside ourselves
is where we all should start.

i opened my heart
to grace and glory

and the greatest blessings
became my story.

God fills my soul
with love and grace

making my days
at peace with the pace.

I will sing like a songbird on a warm breezy day,
And remember the songs
When the warm breezes stray,
As our God of mercy
When souls darken and hide,
Sun, songbirds and breezes
He will always provide.

The first day of spring
I sat in the swing
And listened to
The birds sing
And it was
A beautiful thing.

Your laughter courses
through my veins
warming to the core,
igniting a fire
like no other

I am your grandmother.

Sing your song
and tell your story
be the beauty
in the wild,
but always remember
my love for you burns
like no other

grandchild.

As long as you're in love with me
I will never cease to be.

Before you judge
Another's heart
Examine your own
Inside and out.
What you criticize
In another
Is what yours
Is all about.