(poems go here) The sun Reveal the scars on my heart an begin to make my tears glisten in the morning sun I say to my self why does it take for me to distance my self from you to understand the pain I feel in the open scars the begin to define me not as a women but a wife tears trickle down my cheek an I think to my self again why should a women like me a strong black women of my culture but I realize you still have have growing and I will wait for the day that you come to me but don't make me wait to long or ill be GONE...... :)