Soothe me Groove me Making my nature rise Even in four-part harmony, As the music rocks me to sleep,

To Nikki Giovanni Poetry and rhyme And reason At any season You’re the mother of words

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

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.

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 Rev. Dr. Martin Lut… And he looked over the mountain to… He told us that he may not get the… But putting everything in God’s h… What will yet to come.

We need to press the issue Of what’s wrong in our country Or is the puppets of democracy bli… How they’ll bent backwards to kiss… We need to press the problems

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.

No matter the distance Between us in miles, No matter the lifespan, Spread all the while. No matter the challenges,

The March winds blow As we take a breath From winter’s spell And I was told Like a lion it roars

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

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.

Just in case you get this message Be sure to tell it to the sister Who’s down and out Who lost their way, Who no longer have hope