Summer Brown

Beautiful poem!

Jennifer Terry

self portrait

I’ve learned to love the skin I’m in.  Once, I avoided my reflection, close inspection.  So pliable, when the world ruled my hue undesirable.  Searching in the pages of Glamour and Vogue, for platitudes in a songwriter’s prose.  For someone to deem me beautiful, acceptable, lovable.

One day, I looked into my dark eyes, my matching skin in surprise. Lovely, summer brown, golden, kissed by the sun.  All of my sisters, be they dark, light, or white.  May we all find beauty, through our own eyes.

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