#sorror

I kept a flower on your grave

It was engulfed in the dew of my tears

And i know that the flower will wither away

But the scent will drift through the years

I hesitated to confess to you

That u lit me up like the sun at dawn

And i never told you to stay by my side

I just blinked for a second and you were gone

What did not leave were the footprints

That you had left on my now broken heart

But those marks of your love are the reason

For my life not being torn apart

Because every time i close my eyes

I can see your face and i can hear your voice

And i know your going was not in my hands

But remembering you forever is my choice

I'm going to the MLK parade and then I'm going to sit on this panel and talk about how far the black community has come and where we need to go. Also the animosity between women with natural hair and those who relax and wear weave.