Dear Maya Angelou,
What an inspiration you are to me and not only to me , but to other young females as well. I must say that you are one of my favorite authors. You write your poems with so much passion and feelings that I sometimes can’t even describe. I feel your pain in some poems. I feel your happiness in other poems. I feel your emotions when you write because your emotions are relatable to mine. You are constantly positive. You urge individuals to be certain and to dependably look foreword.
You grasped the world with your melodic nearness. Your profession began to move from dance club to visiting on a generation of Porgy and Bess and in the long run, you favored the world with your first collection, ‘Miss Calypso’. When you felt sufficiently arranged, you stayed in New York and discovered your adoration for composing once more. This, to me, was my most loved decision you have ever constructed. Every last abstract piece you have ever built has another feeling of excellence, and for that I am appreciative.
Words, with a more profound wistful incentive than simply its lexicon meaning. You didn’t stop at just a verse. You dallied with everything, articles, kids’ books, plays. This was not only a stage, you kept composition all through your life time. Your ability remained solid. Excellent works such as ‘Old Folks Laugh.’ This lyric appears to be so sacrificial. You depict the senior citizens impeccably.
You seem as if you have observed deliberately when their smiles change into an undeniable giggle. You helped me see subtle elements. I always thought that old people were grumpy and I always felt as if they had no purpose since most cant care on their own, but now I see how every senior has their own chuckle. Despite the fact that your lyric portrays old individuals chuckling,there is more to the significance . It elucidated the importance behind their grins and and the significance of their laughs in numerous ways.
Perusing your sonnet enabled me to notice quality in their disposition. It opened my eyes to their contemplations and sentiments, yet it has additionally made me consider how their lifestyle was. A creator, a performing artist, a vocalist, a dissident. Influencing such a large number of lives through your work. From relinquishing for your child to aiding history. Your VOICE lives on, and it generally will. Thank you from the bottom of my heart.
Sincerely,
Rebbeca