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. Just like moons and…
— Read on www.poetryfoundation.org/poems/46446/still-i-rise
This poem was in my email this morning and it’s one of my favorites from Maya Angelou, so I wanted to share it.
This poem was in my email yesterday from the Poetry Foundation.
A Rock, A River, A Tree
— Read on http://www.poetryfoundation.org/poems/48990/on-the-pulse-of-morning
Pretty women wonder where my secret lies.
— Read on www.poetryfoundation.org/poems/48985/phenomenal-woman
“A bird doesn’t sing because it has an answer, it sings because it has a song.”
Maya Angelou
I made this memorydex card 2 years ago. I covered the card with some butterfly washi tape that I had. Then printed off the quote & glued it on top.
We delight in the beauty of the butterfly, but rarely admit the changes it has gone through to achieve that beauty.
Maya Angelou
Tiffany Brown 
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