CALL ME SONYA GREY

Call Me Sonya Grey by Sonya Tupone Lloyd

I found it hard to review this book. To say Sonya did not have a normal adolescence is an understatement. While it can be a hard time for anyone; because of things she could of never imagined it was especially hard for her.
At times I could see a glimpse of an old soul in a young girls body. She went through major depression, and I felt at times that she wished the earth would open up and swallow her. It was hard for her to come to terms with all she had been through.

Yet-- she does find help and hope.

I enjoyed "Dawn Praise" on page 61.

A golden hue rose from the blue mountain The first light that brightened the gray black sky A single ray shone over the fountain Changing the water into diff"rent dye The red and gold water reached for a cloud Forming an arch across the early dawn Painting the blue mountain a colored shroud As the doe wandered the field with her fawn The forest awakens from the long summer As the risen sun burns the haze away In the distance you hear the boy drummer Making haste to begin the bright new day

Look to the heavens and rejoice to see God's great gift of nature to you and me

This is a book described as poems---but I think Sonya should continue on and write a complete book of her life. Complete the catharsis once and for all.

Sandy Heptinstall