The Message That I Didn't Want To Erase

I hear his voice over and over again and I miss his laugh


To spend my whole life with my father is all I asked,


All I longed for was to know and see him more


Hug him hold him close
Let him know he is adored


That he is appreciated


By his death I am devastated


I’m hurt that life would go this way


My longing to see him was eventually quenched
It is his voice that I miss


In conversation at times full of a father’s correction
Him showing a sign of concern and affection


I just wish I had the message to play repeatedly


I’m hoping he knew how much and what he meant to me


I love you daddy
I loved your ways
I loved your conversation


I was amazed with your maturity
With how you stood with open arms


A man that was willing to admit he was wrong and
apologize if he caused you harm


I wish I could hear his voice again
Hear his laugh and see his smile


Rest in peace Daddy,
Love your child


©2010 Atiya Meadows-Thomas .All rights reserved no republication of this material, in any form or medium is permitted without expressed permission of the author.

Hope Does Not Disappoint

I can relate to people because I am a person.



I can relate to "black" people because I am "black".


I’m aware of the specific struggles, the specific setbacks, and the hardships of the "black community".


I’m aware of how the specific struggles, setbacks, and hardships that complicate our lives.


So therefore, the challenge for me is to give back to the "black community" everything it has given to me; such as strength, audacity, love, and hope.


It is hope that does not disappoint.








©2010 Atiya Meadows-Thomas .All rights reserved no republication of this material, in any form or medium is permitted without expressed permission of the author.