This Friday Morning I read some Maya Angelou.
I think about what it is to be human and how
to be the best human I can be.
Can we dare? Can we dream?
And stretch, stretch, stretch!
How her thoughts spread, spread, spread!
I read them, internalise them and think
about the rainbows she puts in the clouds.
and how I can be the rainbow in another’s clouds.
Thoughts stretch, stretch, stretch
fingers unfurl
tap, tap, tap
and I dream, dream, dream!
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