poetry

Dear Teammate

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Dear, Teammate

I won’t cover every issue at this time but its been brought to my attention, the need to address a few things on my mind.

I don’t need you taking over the cooking “taking over” being the keyword, because it’s late sometimes.

Or to remind me not to spend too much, 

to look exceptional on your clock or mine.

Keep it to yourself that I’m over dressed a bit.

Practice more suppression, believe me, I am an expert at it.

Remember to lower you voice especially, when speaking to me. I’m not a feminist but am sure, that excitement could be placed in other area’s for me too see.

Don’t become complacent or non-spicy on my time, and when I’m complimented on my sexiness– by others, shush, because that’s mine.

Treasure and appreciate everything I am, for being a woman is much harder than where you can ram, damn you need to wrap your head around this with ease, 

like being a stifled silent partner for years, for the enabling of your ego, that’s been trivial to peers.

So if you don’t care for the layer that’s being revealed, realize a real woman gets tired of kneeling, slowed down from her own healing, as well as any past, you’ve added on, or slowly killed, and made her savor.

Pep up your act regarding these few minor issues and understand you’ll be doing us both a huge favor. 

Thank you signed, Took several for the Team’s esteem for once, enjoy someone else’s shine!

Poetry’s Life lesson 

By Tamara Dorsey-Moore 

Copyright (c) 2017 Reserved for purposes intended.



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