Poem by Maya Angelou

When You Come to Me

        When you come to me, unbidden,
Beckoning me
        To long-ago rooms,
Where memories lie.

        Offering me, as to a child, an attic,
Gatherings of days too few.
        Baubles of stolen kisses.
Trinkets of borrowed loves.
        Trunks of secret words,

                        I CRY. 

1. Just for a Time
2. On the Pulse of Morning
3. Let's Majeste
4. The Gamut
5. Still I Rise

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