But you, dear friend, by building yourself up in the most holy faith and praying in the Holy Spirit

Hey you, my old friend, little black girl,
I speak to you now,
In a voice as gentle as the whispering wind,
Reminding you of the strength that lies within.

You’ve journeyed, oh have you journeyed far from the playground laughter,
From hopscotch dreams and carefree chatter.
Your world was once filled with dolls and delight,
Now you stand bold, ready to ignite.

Transitioning from ribbons to wisdom,
From innocence to insight,
You’ve grown into a woman,
With a future shining bright.

Now look at you now, never thought youd get this far, but here you are

Embracing your history, your stories, your songs,
The rhythm of your heritage, where you belong.
In every curl and every shade of your skin,
Lies the legacy of queens, all within.

You’ve faced struggles, yet here you stand,
A testament to resilience, hand in hand.
With courage unyielding and heart so true,
There’s nothing in this world you cannot do.

Your beauty is more than skin deep, you see,
It’s in your spirit, your grace, your dignity.
In the strength of your voice and the fire in your soul,
You embody a power that’s ancient and whole.

With wisdom gathered from years gone by,
You look to the future, your dreams reaching high.
For little black girl, now black woman bold,
Your story is one that deserves to be told.

So step forward with pride, and do not hide, with love, and with might,
For the world is yours, claim it, make it right.
Dear little black girl, you’ve become a black woman,
A force of nature, a beacon, a phenomenon.

That’s you, little black girl

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