dear little one,
young curious you. young free you.
never knowing what life would bring you through
how amazing to witness your path.
often times i look at your journey and laugh.
born in poverty but you never realized the lack.
father an addict, baltimore city became his trap.
you relied on village, and carried that on your back
passionate mother who just wanted you to survive
she gravitated to spirituality as she seen a way for you to thrive
even the separation from friends was rough.
but you packed your bags followed her lead, cause that was your form of trust.
now a preachers’ kid country living not too tough.
you missed your father’s presence, but that was your past so live and hush.
there were times your simple innocence and being was violated.
feels that you just adjusted and became situated.
cause who takes advantage of you at 3.
you struggled who really fought for you, who really fought for me.
you found your way, sports, basketball became your glory.
never knew that passion lied in your father’s untold story.
you were intrigued by words and how the story unfolds.
and here is were the rebirth explodes.
you dribbled that ball up and down those country roads.
A C-Student but your intelligence was one of a mystery on the verge to unfold.
from plays,spelling bees, and advocating for a plethora of disabilities.
you stood fast on your dreams and carried that mind and ball on your hip.
entered college, bowie state, on a full basketball scholarship.
of course bumps, and u-turns made their mark.
but somehow, “little one” your journey always had a start.
i remember thinking you weren’t going to make it.
riotous living, trying to cope.
dabbled in it all, partying, drinking, and dope.
but little one, that knowledge you never escaped and that’s why i know “little denay” was worth the wait.
writing you now to just to say how proud of where you landed.
i know at times you couldn’t understand it.. but i watched you grow and honestly knew the universe had their hand it. glad to meet you little one. tell the naysayers our story has just begun.

-dna
“denay fields”