“In the flush of love’s light, we dare be brave, and suddenly we see that love costs all we are, and will ever be. Yet it is only love which sets us free," Dr. Maya Angelou
You may write me down in history With your bitter, twisted lies, You may tread me in the very dirt But still, like dust, I’ll rise. Does my sassiness upset you? Why are you beset with gloom? ‘Cause I walk like I’ve got oil wells Pumping in my living room. Just like moons and like suns, With the certainty of tides, Just…