To Maya Angelou

The first time I saw you
I was a child watching Roots.
No knowledge of the poetry
or autobiography pursuits.

The first poem I heard by you
was "And Still I Rise'.
As a young adult  in search of
purpose it came as no surprise.

With every interview, book,
and poem I could take in.
In an odd and distant way,
you became teacher and friend.

Several chances I had to meet you,
but I was always too afraid.
Because of you and some others too
My love for poetry will never be swayed.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2019

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