Be That As It May Poem by La Janine Garrett

Be that as it may
I am this person
Medium height
Vertically challenge if you ask
My tall sisters
Dark golden eyes
The eyes of a feline
With the face of golden skin
Stretched across high cheek bones
A button of a nose
And nerve rackin tiny ears
With a head full of mid-night
Hair, which was last week
This day dark chocolate with hints
Of the night
That falls upon wide shoulders
Strong shoulders, as stubborn as
They are
With curves, I’m a nice size woman
A woman you could get lost in
Lost for days
And mite I add nicely proportion
Be that as it may
I am this person
A child of Africa
A child of this America
A child of both
With a smile all her own