I stayed sheltered behind four walls
And long winter colds
With silky brown locks.
Lifeless as can be,
A dull chestnut color
And pale looking skin.

In freedom and self-discovery
I like the sun and its heat.
When it flares up my cheeks
And gives life to my hair
In wavy golden strings
as it becomes a majestic mane.
When I walk down the streets
And I feel I belong.
Comfortable in bliss
Of a newly found love

I love home.
I love me.