You Know Her

I once memorized a Maya Angelou poem,
I was so happy, I couldn’t speak,

And that’s when I thought
I had arrived: my writer’s peak,

I looked at her and
knew there was more to seek

She loved me,
but she was out of my reach,

Dear Maya,
why did you have to leave?




 

crisscross

NY

16 years old

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