Her name is Mia Some people call her Mimi I’ve known her for 20 years She’s beautiful She has a smile as gorgeous as the sun and golden full moon Her laugh would make birds chirp even more She has a big nose She once hated it She has an uneven skin tone Mixed with black and brown She once hated this Then there’s her cheekbones Her voice is low like an alto’s but she’s an orator She has natural black hair that curls and shrinks She’s 5’0 ft and proud She’s thick and curvy She's beautiful Her name is Mia Some people call her Mimi
Then there’s me My name is Ta’Mia Middle name is Mikki (a) I’m Mia’s owl I love her I might be small on the outside But on the inside, I’m as tall as I want Big things do come in small packages I’m a wonderful woman Mia will understand her hardships I tell her to be strong I help her to walk with a strut I help her keep her head up We’re a force to be reckoned with No, I’m not perfect Neither is Mia But we put one foot in front of the other continuously And walk to success and greatness