In My Skin

It’s not enough that you don’t see my color,

in fact, 

I will not apologize for the way my skin burns in the summer 

and you will not only celebrate my skin when it lightens in the winter, you will rejoice the spectrum of colors in between

Like a chameleon, I am changing all the time to blend with my surroundings I am adapting and I am growing, growing, growing in all the ways you didn't expect me to.

I will keep growing, growing, growing 


you see God when you look me in the eyes—

look at Her color, isn't She beautiful.