Black Poetry : From the Pages Of A Sho Nuff Daddy's Girl

[alyce]

Song for my Fathers


I call him warrior king
and his chest swells
because he knows
better than I, how he
walked in the face of
hatred and braved the poisonous
darts the racists hurled
to provide food & shelter for his girls

I call him strong black man
and a smile broadens
on his handsome face
as he remembers his
parents' struggle and his
own vow to end the cycle
with his generation
back in the dawn of de-segregation...

I call him priest and leader
and his face grows quiet with
humility; the lines of time
smooth upon his brow...
many a night upon his knees
I saw him quietly bow

I call him friend and mentor;
he raises his hand to hush
my song of thanksgiving
but without his substance,
I wouldn't be living

My Heavenly Father blessed me
with the very best He had
when He chose Mistuh Greathouse
to be my Dad


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[GA_Sunshyne]

Alyce....


...from one "Sho' Nuff Daddy's Girl" to anotha...

i am truly truly loving this piece!! it made me think
about how much i miss my Sunshine... & after 2
years... on some days it still seems like it was only
yesterday that he went home & left me.

i know he's still smilin' on his lil girl... & i felt his
presence even more while reading your work!!

thank you for sharing this, My sister!

AlwaysLove.
SunShyne~

 

[Heartbeat]

Reading this makes it all worth while. Thank you very much for this.

A daddy's girl's daddy

 

[GQ]

Alyce,

I'd like to print this magnificent piece because my young "daddy's girl" too would appreciate its profound message.


GQ

 

[$$RICH$$]

ALYCE

THIS IS SO BEAUTIFUL AND SWEET
I FEEL LIKE WEEP'IN TODAY .....SIS THANK U

NOW I SIT HERE THINKING BOUT MY DAD....