A poem for all my Sisters

Sister my Sister,

I love you so much.

Lend your hand in support, instead of a punch.

Reach out, and lift up, all Sisters we must.

With trust in each other, the glass ceiling will bust.

Living with love and levity, we flourish.

Living with spite, will only leave us malnourished.

By Tami Warren

Written by NamasteNegro.com

Tami Warren is the writer, and creator of Namaste Negro. She lives life with daily doses of levity in Denver, Colorado. Tami holds a B.A. in Sociology, from the University of Colorado. However, she does not physically hold the B.A. in her hands, the document is safely stored in a secure facility. Humor is healthy, therefore, cachinnate with other carbon based life forms. Reach out to Tami in the Mile High City: tamiwarren@namastenegro.com or @namastenegro

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