Sienna Haze

When I close my eyes and think of Africa, I feel warmth

But it’s more than just rays of sun caressing my skin

It’s the soft sand sizzling sweet beneath my feet The way the waves cascade clear The breeze of the palm trees

Neighbors and strangers give and love with ease Just like my family, forever expanding Never will I be standing alone

Picked from the tree of my mother’s home The mangoes are so much sweeter, Sweet like the taste of these memories

I see a sienna haze

A layer of golden light on every surface The beauty blazing bright

When I think of Africa, I think of all the teachings and customs that my family has passed down to me I think of how blessed and proud I am to be African