Sa-me-yah!

Sa-me-yah!

Sa-me-yah!

Darling child,

I love everything about you!

From the tips of your tiny

nails and fingers

to the smile that lingers on,

outlasting your laugh.

You are my everything.

The sun doesn't rise

without your light.

The moon and the stars

are mere dust

compared to the

sparkle in your eye.

Note: Samia means to be exalted in Arabic. 

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Because melanin.

Because sun-kissed.

Because confidence has limited terms and conditions.

Because I imagine freedom in one's own skin resembles this.

Because my mother's was flawless but mine inherited all of her sins.

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