Monday, December 31, 2012

For my mother

I read this and I thought about my mom. I sent it to my sister, and she cried. I dedicate this to the most amazing woman. Her love and her sacrifice made the life that I live possible. Here's a picture of her from my wedding. Isn't she lovely, y'all?

Lucy and her girls
by Lucille Clifton
lucy is the ocean
extended by
her girls
are the river
fed by
is the sun
reflected through
her girls
are the moon
lighted by
is the history of
her girls
are the place where
was going

This poem is by Lucille Clifton, one of my favorite poets. She really captures what makes being a Black girl so special, at least for me anyway. Learn about her! She passed a few years ago, but she's left a legacy through her words.

I find this poem ironic, not only because it reminds me of my mom, but also because Lucy is the name of one of my closest aunts who is very much a "lucy" to her daughter as well.

Hug all the Lucys in your life today. Let them know that they are loved.