Poem: I Am Ascending

My shoes —worn

 black

sole–hot

As I step forward

I Am Proud

For I remember

who Created me

The years of hardship

I left behind—as I progress

to a new LIfe

to a new me

even when lack

tell lies, “I’ll never make it,”

My Creator see it all

He loves me

as my shoes show years of steps

years of stress

I Am Ascending

I Am Ascending

I Am Ascending

to my Greatness!!!!!!