Maya Angelou

You’re a most beautiful woman. Your beautiful songs,

Your amazing songs, you’ve forgiven all my wrongs.

You’re my first rainbow, in a life of rainbows I’m listing

Your arrival to me is perfectly insisting

Your arrival, at a time of impeccable timing

Your arrival sits with me like impeccable rhyming

Your name is in my mind, so perfectly known

Your story is a garden so perfectly sown

Your love of me gives me my love of self

You’re my forgotten book, taken down from the shelf.

Your rainbow stretches further, all this way to me

Your rainbow for my daughter, your rainbow sets me free.