I’ve got the children to tend
The clothes to mend
The floor to mop
The food to shop
Then the chicken to fry
The baby to dry
I got company to feed
The garden to weed
I’ve got shirts to press
The tots to dress
The can to be cut
I gotta clean up this hut
Then see about the sick
And the cotton to pick.

Shine on me, sunshine
Rain on me, rain
Fall softly, dewdrops
And cool my brow again.

Storm, blow me from here
With your fiercest wind
Let me float across the sky
‘Til I can rest again.

Fall gently, snowflakes
Cover me with white
Cold icy kisses and
Let me rest tonight.

Sun, rain, curving sky
Mountain, oceans, leaf and stone
Star shine, moon glow
You’re all that I can call my own.
Maya Angelou

Posted by Kell, 20th June 2015

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  • Lovely poem. So deep, and so true!


  • Thank you for sharing this poem.


  • Thank you for taking the time to share this poem.


  • what a lovely poem. thanks for posting.


  • Thank you for sharing this poem.


  • It’s a lovely poem. What pity she passed away and she can’t share anymore with us her wisdom!

    • Luckily her wonderful body of works will endure. :)

      • Yes she is sadly missed


  • That is beautiful poem. Thank you for sharing


  • Maya Angelou has some inspiring works.


  • that is a beautiful poem to post. i don’t know much about this lady but i know that she just recently passed on. if you have any more poems that you would like to post, i would love to read them. thankyou for taking the time!


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