Amidst my tears is a hidden laughter.
Amidst my fears is a lion's boldness.
Amidst my ugliness is a striking beauty.
Amidst my success is a supportive family.
We lived and wished.
We've walked through the seven wonders of the this world.
We've sweat and struggled.
Walking to somewhere that looks like forever in search of water.
We've planted crops only found in the garden of Eden.
We've stuffed our hungry stomachs and filled our died throats.
From springs and waterfalls and showered directly from the rainbow's shadow.
Like lizards on the cracked walls
Like lost lambs on the wilderness
Like whale in the planet of ocean
Like doves in the evening sky.
We've shared experiences within our golden homes.
Made out of sieved clay and pure, imbue waters that flowers through the dessert in our backyards.
Amidst my family memories is paradise, seen yet, unnoticed.
Known, yet, unrecognized.
Amidst my family memories is the joy in my heart,
The blackness of my skin, encouraged by the grasses laying beneath my striking feet.
A world of memories I'll forever live with.
© Madinah_Writes
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Fragrance From A Black Flower
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