To You

It's the heart of the matter.
Can it really be?
And I'll be right there.
Never say never.
To know you is to love you.
Over the rainbow and to the pot of gold.
Until we meet again.

Tickle and tickle and tickle some more.
Where is the love?
Several wrongs don't make a right.
Under the bridge is a secret.

Granite counter tops please.
Happiness.
And then the story unfolded...

Unless...
Here he lies.
Earthbound souls wandering.
Magic lies in every one of us.

Icicles, glittering in the sun.
Steak and eggs anyone?

As you were.
Kisses and hugs, skipping and laughing.
Ever since I was a little girl...
Tick-tock goes the grandfather clock!
Canning fresh strawberries.
As soon as I'm finished with this!
No sadness, no tears.
Mecca lecca high mecca hiney ho.

Forever young, my love.
Is that what that means?
Xylophones are interesting, I suppose.
To you, from me.

Have you seen one up close?
Indigo and then violet!
Sanity is nothing but madness from a different perspective.

Every which way but the right way.
Simon Says!
So far way, doesn't anybody stay in one place anymore?

"Still I Rise"

A classic, a favorite.

Still I Rise by Maya Angelou

You may write me down in history
With your bitter, twisted lies,
You may trod me in the very dirt
But still, like dust, I'll rise.

Does my sassiness upset you?
Why are you beset with gloom?
'Cause I walk like I've got oil wells
Pumping in my living room.

Just like moons and like suns,
With the certainty of tides,
Just like hopes springing high,
Still I'll rise.

Did you want to see me broken?
Bowed head and lowered eyes?
Shoulders falling down like teardrops.
Weakened by my soulful cries.

Does my haughtiness offend you?
Don't you take it awful hard
'Cause I laugh like I've got gold mines
Diggin' in my own back yard.

You may shoot me with your words,
You may cut me with your eyes,
You may kill me with your hatefulness,
But still, like air, I'll rise.

Does my sexiness upset you?
Does it come as a surprise
That I dance like I've got diamonds
At the meeting of my thighs?

Out of the huts of history's shame
I rise
Up from a past that's rooted in pain
I rise
I'm a black ocean, leaping and wide,
Welling and swelling I bear in the tide.
Leaving behind nights of terror and fear
I rise
Into a daybreak that's wondrously clear
I rise
Bringing the gifts that my ancestors gave,
I am the dream and the hope of the slave.
I rise
I rise
I rise.