LIKE A MOTHER ANGEL
For Maya Angelou (1928 - 2014)
She knew she was important
Even as a child.
In things she did not understand
So much un-reconciled.
She knew her words had power;
Endured an awful crime.
So much that she chose silence.
Speaking nothing for a time.
This is my poem for Maya.
I climb the distant hill.
And speak to God a "Thank You"
She's gone; we love her still.
She was a lovely dancer
And great songs she would sing.
Appearing on the silver screen,
She excelled at many things.
But for life in the public eye
All this was just the start
When she became an author
Great wisdom she'd impart.
Her words conveyed deep insights
From each corner of her life
Promoting across all social lines
Good will instead of strife.
This is my poem for Maya
I stand upon that stone
Reciting words she left us
And I am not alone.
Until now she walked with us
Her Creator, she's gone to see.
God said "Time to cross over,
Caged bird, you come to Me."
She's like a
Mother Angel now
A treasured icon in our eyes.
Let's take her message forward
It's because of her we rise!
© 2014 Cheryl L. Crockett
May 28, 2014
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