Island Soul City Dreams

I love New York, but my heart has a Caribbean beat. It pulsates to the traditions of my people. Attuned to the rhythms of this City, I stay West Indian to the bone. I reflect. I analyze. I speak my mind. ~ I Keep it Irie ~

I am Enough

For a moment there

You made me doubt my worth.

I thought I wasn’t good enough for you;

Thought I was too short, too small

Too poor, too un-American

Too unaccomplished, too unattractive

Thought I had the wrong job,

The wrong dreams, the wrong goals

That nothing I am or have could measure up

To your ideals and expectations.

I thought I wasn’t enough.

 

You said I wasn’t your only one

And you had no such plans for me,

Your revelations were devastating.

I wondered how to change your mind,

Thought I needed to do things differently,

That I had to be a better me.

I agonized over it, cried over it,

Became consumed with it

“Why doesn’t he want me?”

I thought about it, prayed about it.

“How could I be enough?’

 

Soon enough I got the answer,

A reminder:  I am enough.

All five feet two inches, 120 pounds of me,

Forged by faith, fortitude, sentimentality,

A sharp mind, selfless spirit, indomitable will

And a heart overflowing with love,

I am enough.

Enough beauty inside and out,

Enough smarts, passion, enough ambition,

Enough empathy, enough loyalty.

I am enough.

 

I’m enough of the things

That make me wonderfully uniquely me.

Nurturing enough, sweet enough,

Witty enough, sarcastic enough,

Enough of a talker, dreamer, crier, writer,

A big enough smile, big enough personality

Enough of all a woman needs to be;

Homemaker, professional, supporter,

A listener, friend, daughter, sister, aunt,

I am enough as a lover, a mother, a wife,

As a faithful servant of God,

I am enough.

Heck, I am more than enough.

by Maquita “Queenie” Peters

~ I Keep it Irie ~

For Larry’s nephew A3. 

I am enough.

I am enough.

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10 thoughts on “I am Enough

  1. Heck, you might even be too much 🙂

    Well expressed; we all let those doubts in from time to time and need to be reminded to love ourselves like Kanye loves Kanye.

    • Lol! Re: Too much, you might be right!😜😏😉

      Thank you Gareth! But man oh man, I know you love Kanye almost as Kanye loves Kanye, but think I’ll need professional help to love up on myself like that lol!🙈🙊

  2. Zahra on said:

    Wonderful! You sure are enough 🙂

  3. Beautifully expressed, so honest! You are indeed enough! Bless UP!

  4. Wanda on said:

    Wonderfully expressed, I Am Enough everyday of my life. Encouraged! Blessing and peace be with you always.

  5. My grandmother used to say that when people commented that she was short, she would explain that she was short of nothing!

    Your piece reminded me of her. And both of you are so right!

  6. Sweet! Yuh granny sound like a wise woman!😊
    Thanks Reynold! One love.☺️

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