for in memory of Gwendolyn Brooks You inspire me And touch my very soul Setting my heart and mind free Making poetry valued like gold.

o write a verse poet, to kinder the soul, to soothe it so, until we can feel every verse put to paper,

In Memory of Dr. Martin Luther… Silent. A voice once spoken of truth, A voice once spoken of justice A voice once raised the roof

I open my mouth— And the words are there But all of a sudden nothing comes… And those few words that’s shared Still flows on no doubt.

Monday’s child raised up in the mo… Away to school for another day. Tuesday child makes ready for anot… Making the best of what that may c… Wednesday’s child in the middle of

Summer rain— Falling from the skies, Summer rain— Pouring on my window pane, Summer rain—

to Tice, Sherry, Pat, Simone, Ma… Girls to the end No matter what No matter how, We are sisters to the very end

Sweet as honey That’s what you are to me And even more than words to say To have you near every night and d… That’s the way I feel about you.

I am trippin’ off of you And the things that you do, And the way you talk, The way you talk, Baby it’s such a delight

in memory of Lisa 'Left Eye’ Lop… In hopes that your sleep Will be the best ever A sleep that’s eternal In hopes your soul be at rest.