I see you standing tall,
not basking, together in the after-
glow of the ESPY Awards show,
African-American daughters
to the core, your graceful
smiles born of ebony
beauty, maturity, success
and so much more, when
a sudden thought gently
stirs me to smile out loud:
if you were my daughters,
I would be so proud.

James Keane lives in northern New Jersey with his wife and son and a menagerie of merry pets. His poems have appeared most recently in the Indiana Voice Journal, Whispers in the Wind and Overwatch Press. In 2013, his poetry chapbook, What Comes Next, was published by Finishing Line Press.