Her energy radiates everytime she walks into a room!

-Her smile
-Her laugh
-Her energy
-The way she bounces around
-Head full of curls

She is a breath of fresh air!!
Always positive!
Floating on a cloud without a care,
Always with a compliment to give.

She renews my spirit,
Reminds me of my youth.
Life really isn’t that heavy!
Her carefree demeanor is proof.

Mercedes is her name,
Mercy to some.
She makes my days happy
And keeps class fun!

(Dedicated to Mercedes Vadi. My muse, my little ray of Sunshine)


Be you!

Your question is why;

My answer is why not?

You ask what I am looking for;

I say, everything you got!! 
From the way you caress my hands, 

And the way you stare into my eyes;

The way your voice soothes my soul,

To the way you grip my thighs. 
The way you walk, 

The way you talk,

Your cheeky smile, 

Your swag and style. 
I watch you walk

And my heart skips beats. 

Have me whispering in your ear

While tearing up the sheets. 
You calm the beast

That lurks within me deep. 

All while keeping a smile on my face, 

Even in my sleep. 
So to you I say,

Keep doing what you do. 

Don’t change one thing! 

Because I love you for YOU!!! 
Tracylily ๐Ÿ’‹

Who is she…

Who is she and what is she to you!!


I’m me and I’m all that he desires for me to be, but more importantly I am who I choose to be!

I’m that woman, no not her!!
Yesssssssss! Her, she is me!
That all around woman that you can only hope to be!

You see I am the one that your mama warned you about! You know the one your man secretly dreams about?

Fearfully and Wonderfully made. Very quick witted, no need to throw shade. I am her, God fearing and domineering!! Yes she is me!

Mountains have no choice but to move out of my way!! And you better know when I step, I come to slay! I’m her!

As I rise each morning the enemy shakes his head. My guardian angel secretly wishes I stay in bed. She needs her sneakers to keep up with me, I have things to do and places to be! Yep I’m me!

My endeavors aren’t about the money and don’t really need the fame. But mark my words you will remember my name! Say it!

It’s in the sway of my hips and shown in the smile on my face. When this she walks in a room, attention is drawn from all over the place. It’s her!

Women tend to grasp their men a little tighter. I’m sure they recognize the epitome of a rider! But no need to worry I’m not a home divider. Not me!

I have dreams, ambition, and personal goals. That’s the air of confidence that you see as I stroll. Tracy!

Don’t be alarmed I don’t come as a threat. Get your panties out of a bunch, I don’t want your man boo. Stop sweating and don’t fret.

As I said I am her! Who is he to me? Just another admiring fan from the bleachers; silently wishing you could be a fraction of me.

So when you see me, stop and stare,or continue to hate. lol I really don’t care.

Yes I am her, I’m she, I’m me!! Living in my lane, where I’m proud to be.

Don’t waste your time trying to compare. Sweetie, pave your own lane. Learn to love you, over there!

Tracylily ๐Ÿ’‹


As I think of you I close my eyes,
To envision your face and stifle my cries.

Next to you is where I want to be, My head on your chest as your arms surround me.

The feel of your fingers running through my hair, occasionally into my eyes you silently stare.

Placing soft tender kisses on your full lips,all over your face, and enjoying each peck at a methodical pace.

Slowly inhaling your masculine scent, while enjoying each moment spent.

Just a few things running through my mind, as I count the moments until the next time.

Until again together we lay, I will value the memories, as for you my love I do nightly pray.


If only I had wings
Wings to spread and fly away.
Fly away to a place free
Free of cares.

Using the things hidden
Hidden deeply inside.
As the wind to carry
Carry me away away from today.

With all that I have stored
Stored away deep within me.
I could soar to the heavens
Transcending this world that restricts me.
is a spirit needing to be free.
Yet is weighed down with deadweight, weight buried within me.

Those things intended for bad,
Bad yep they wanted to cause. I no longer cloak in darkness buried in my heart.

Use it for fuel,
fuel to elevate me.
To reach my highest heights, heights God ordered just for me.

I’ll use the pain as a ladder
Ladder to elevate me.
Elevate my thoughts and emotions. Emotions to set my spirit free.

As my spirit soars above all the pain stored up in me.

Oh how I wish I had wings.
Wings to carry me. To a place were my spirit can break loose and forever run free

Death ain’t playin!

Death is not playing in 2016!

As a matter of fact it seems to be working double time and a half lately. Seems that you can’t go a week without hearing the news that someone has passed on from this life. Prince, Muhammad Ali, Chyna, and Kimbo Slice all In less than a months time frame. Jesus! The nine soilders at Ft. Hood, my God they were babies!! Young Eugene Williams Jr., who at 24, lost his life crossing the street! Sleep In Peace young man. Oh Father!!

Death is everywhere, near and far, at a troublesome rate! And death is taking the young! Lurking like a thief In the night. Taking our entertainers and loved ones by a toehold and snatching them from this side into the next.

Tomorrow is not promised to any of us, but death….oh death is a guarantee!! And it’s cashing in early. Y’all death is coming, breathing down our necks, and right up in our heels. We can’t run nor hide from it. It’s coming!

The Bible says that ” the wages of sin is death.”
We have all sinned! I KNOW I have and if you just a little honest with yourself so have you and you and you, yes even YOU!!

Death is coming to collect what Is owed and it can not be avoided. We will all some day return to ashes and dust just like we came from.

Life is short and eventually it will run out. Enjoy it to the fullest while you still can!!

Get what time you do have here right with God, so that you can have life enteral.

Don’t be afraid to love and let your love be known. It’s okay!


Lord come get your child.

SIP….?? RIP…?

Is it really peaceful? If so, how do I get to that?? This thing called life is so hectic!
Peace, what the heck is that??
If it requires resting or sleeping to get it, that’s where I want to be at.

Waking everyday, dreading the opening of my eyes. Wondering what disappointments will this day bring or how many tears will fall from my eyes.

Lord, you said no more than I can bare! My knees, spirit, and will are all buckling God… Please come take me with you there.

My heart is too beaten and battered to even hurt anymore. I want to be with you God, please guide me to your door.

I’ve cried so many tears that not another will even form in my eyes. Lord this world is so cold and nasty. So much that living in it I despise.

Too often I find myself angry and mean. Can’t seem to manage or find a smile. Enough is enough God, please come get your child.

Golden Rule…

Sometimes I just need to vent..
I was taught as a child, the golden rule, “treat others how you want to be treated.” What I wasn’t advised of is that this rule doesn’t apply in love or relationships.

We all have our very own love language. Fortunately yet unfortunately, it takes time to get to know a person and the love language that speaks to their heart.

I always thought that this process is what “dating” is about. To get to know one another.

During this getting to know you process, certain holidays and life markers such as birthdays or anniversaries appear.

Now as you get to know and grow to love someone you are most likely inclined to celebrate or give gifts to the person that you are dating.

Here is where it gets tricky….

Being that you are still getting to know this person it make take a little trial and error in the gift giving department.

Now I feel that I am a good listener and I retain certain key points from conversation that may provide clues as to what the person I am dating may like.

I love to shower a person with adoration, compliments, letters, handmade gifts, etc. BUT that may not be the love language of the person that I am dating.

So when it comes time for me to give /show tokens of love if I give a gift that appeals to my love language. I may be setting myself up for disappointment because I don’t get the reaction that I would have given.

I learned a valuable lesson today. I have amended the golden rule to state, “treat others as you would like them to treat you AND….. Love others in a language that speaks to their heart, not to yours.

Tracylily ๐Ÿ’‹


Communication is the key to so many things.

Words can heal just as well as they can destroy.

Written words such as texts or emails have sadly come to replace verbal communication.

Still when most decide to verbalized these days it is over the telephone.

Relationships are at an all time low and often in a state of dysfunctional emergency.

All because people don’t talk anymore.

A disagreement or even an argument from time to time is healthy believe it or not.

When you are learning another person and allowing them to learn you there is nothing wrong with disagreeing.

Communication shows us different views, it sparks alternate avenues of thinking, and bridges gaps.

Back in the days before all of the electronics and smart communications, families actually talked during meals. Now no one even looks up from their mobile devices.

I say let’s take time periodically and return to the days of TALKING!! In my opinion all of these smart devices have made us socially retarded.

Talk to someone you love today. You just might find something more to love about them.

Tra’ Lily ๐Ÿ’‹

Sleep in peace MY PRINCE

Sleep in peace MY PRINCE

I have been quiet and slow to speak regarding the death of Prince Rogers Nelson….. I am still in shock and disbelief. Each morning I wake hoping to find that I have just been living a bad dream…… No such luck yet.

Most that know or even know of me, know that I absolutely ADORE Prince. My family and closest friends know that Prince and I go way back and that I am more than just a fan.

Call me crazy if you will, but his music, movies, articles, and everything Prince was everything to me. For 30+ years I have loved that man and suddenly out of nowhere he is gone? I still can’t quite wrap my mind around that.

My relationship with Prince started when I was 13, maybe 14. I first came to like him through hearing my mama play his records from time to time. Few know that I was a troubled teen and never really felt that I fit in anywhere.

Princes music taught me a lot of things, took me away from what I needed to escape, and made the impossible bearable. He was my coping mechanism and therapy.

I often hated not knowing my biological father and felt that not only was something missing in my life, but that I was unwanted, so in turn unloveable. I learned that Prince had troubles in the home as well as a teen. We saw glimpses of it in Purple Rain.

He taught me that true love transcends who or what we are or are not. That love doesn’t hurt, it doesn’t lie, it is not gender specific, it forgives wrongs, and will even sacrifice its own life for you. ” I’m not a woman, I’m not a man, I am something that you’ll never understand. I’ll never beat you, I’ll never lie, and if you’re evil I’ll forgive you by and by. Cause you, I will die for you…..”

Though my parents and I often didn’t see eye to eye, Easter Sunday 1985, my mama and daddy took my sister Joi and I to see Prince perform in the Orange Bowl. That PURPLE RAIN tour stop, showed me that my parents loved me and supported my likes in a time where my teenaged mind wasn’t too sure. We had a great time as a family, Prince was our bond in that moment in time.

” I don’t care where we go, I don’t care what we do, I don’t care pretty baby just take me with you.” That song helped me to know that when you find that right special someone that it won’t really matter how or what just as long as you are with the person that you love.

“Sometimes it snows in April
Sometimes I feel so bad, so bad
Sometimes I wish that life was never ending,
But all good things, they say, never last” SOMETIMES IT SNOWS IN APRIL reminds me of the sweetest woman that I have ever known, my grandma, Polly Ward. My grandma left this earth to be with the Lord April of 2013. It felt like it snowed that day in my heart.

He made me feel beautiful because according to him I had the “look”, I was a ” beautiful one”, He would forever “Adore” me even if we had a “strange relationship”, “if he was my girlfriend”, he would be “forever in my life”.
Oh “sign of the times” was one of my first albums by Prince and I played it over and over in my record player and memorized each and every word within 3 days.

Prince was a wonderful musician and inspired me to want to play as many instruments as I possibly could. So during my Jr high days I took keyboarding, guitar, and violin lessons and poked around with the flute. I sang in the choir and even a few Solo parts. ( yes I can still sing). I thank him for the motivation to learn those things I think it made me a more well rounded person.

I could go on and on about my guy Prince. But as I lay here writing with tears streaming down my cheeks, I realize that I’m still not ready. I guess that’s why I still haven’t turned on the tv or listened to the radio in six days. I don’t want to hear anything negative about him or his life.

I just wanted to share a little of just how much Prince Rogers Nelson meant to me…

I will forever love you and allow your music to enhance and heal my life. Sleep well and in peace MY PRINCE. ๐Ÿ’œ