(EDITING BUT COMPLETE)
Roses Are Red
And Violet Is Blue.
Doctor Violet Ankamah is a surgeon and a
great one at that.
Her life is perfect.
Her job is perfect.
Her poise, natural elegance and cold demeanor,
makes everyone around her fawn.
It's alm...
"Hold still baby girl. You'll like it once I'm done and I'll even use all the bows you like, igh?" I say gently, taking the hairpins out my mouth and placing them in my daughter's hair.
"Igh" she responds, looking back at her reflection.
I smile at how much she sounds like me.
"Dad, we'll be late!" She says, snapping me out of my daze and I chuckle.
"Face ya front" I tell her.
I look at us once again and I continue doing my child's hair. I finally tie it up and I add the hair clips and we are done!
"Baby girl. You're done. Go get your shoes on" I say, helping her down from the high chair.
She looks in the full length mirror.
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^^Aaliyah Miller- Otieno.
"Thank you daddy. I like it" she says, looking up at me with a big grin.
"You're welcome baby" I say, cleaning up the bathroom counter of the several products and hair tools, as I like to call them.
She's just about to rush out, when I call her back.
"Aaliyah!" I call.
She comes back and stands in front of me.
"You forgetting something?" I ask her.
Her eyes widen as she thinks about it.
"Daily confirmation!" She gasps, raising her arms up to be picked up.
My heart swells with pride.
That's my girl.
I pick her up so that we are at eye level.
I won't talk down to my daughter.
"Your name is..." I start.
"Aaliyah Afia Miller Otieno" she responds with a big smile.
"Your name means..." I continue.
"The Hebrew word for 'ascend'. Which means I strive for God and to do my best in everything!" She says.
I grin.
"Exactly. Your dark skin is..."
"Beautiful! A gift from God no matter what any male, female or individual has to say!" She finishes.
"Good job!" I respond, hugging her and kissing all over her face, making her giggle.
"Dadddd! Stop! We will be late!" She tells me.
"Li'l girl I'm your old man! I gotta show you affection before one of these stupid li'l boys does it first!" I say, my tone playful, but not replacing my inevitable fear.
