It's not the thickness of my kinky black hair,
not the richness of my chocolate coloured skin,
definately not the pretty people that I get to call kin,
not the gap in my teeth that makes them stare.
It's not the firmness of my African butt,
not the 'no-need- for -stick-on-nails',
nor this heigt that gaurantees no high heel fails,
instead its a pretty heart.