“A
wise woman wishes to be no one's enemy; a wise woman refuses to be anyone's
victim.” – Maya Angelou
Born on April 4,
1928, poet, singer, memoirist, and civil rights activist Angelou left a lasting legacy. She published 7
autobiographies, 3 books of essays, several books of poetry, and a long list of
plays, movies, and television shows spanning some 50 years. The recipient of dozens of awards, she was presented the
Presidential Medal of Freedom and more than 50 honorary degrees before her death in 2014. For Saturday’s Poem, here is Angelou’s,
When You
Come
When you come to me,
unbidden,
Beckoning me
To long-ago rooms,
Where memories lie.
Offering me, as to a child, an attic,
Gatherings of days too few.
Baubles of stolen kisses.
Trinkets of borrowed loves.
Trunks of secret words,
I CRY.
Beckoning me
To long-ago rooms,
Where memories lie.
Offering me, as to a child, an attic,
Gatherings of days too few.
Baubles of stolen kisses.
Trinkets of borrowed loves.
Trunks of secret words,
I CRY.
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