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I know why the caged bird sings - Maya Angelou

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I know why the caged bird sings - Maya Angelou

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I think the poem is about the yearning to be free. The bird is a metaphor of a person that lives hiding herself because of the fear of being judged or violated. The cage is a reflect of the mental, physical, or social barriers that keep the person oppressed. The birds sings as a sign of desperation, wanting to have freedom.

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Teach

Encourage

Ask

Care

Help

Inspire

Navigate

Guide

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Water, clear and bright,

You sparkle in the light.

You flow in streams, you fall as rain,

You wash the earth and feed the plain.

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There was a girl so full of cheer,

Her laugh rang both far and near.

She danced along the room wide

With joy and light she could not hide.

She sang beneath the morning sun,

Her song was bright, her heart was fun.

The flowers bloomed, the rivers played,

And all the world felt unafraid.

Her smile could warm the coldest day,

And chase the darkest clouds away.

The happy girl, so free, so true,

Brought love and peace to all she knew.

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I sit in a quiet room,

the walls do not speak,

the clock ticks slowly.

Outside voices pass,

but they are not for me.

I press my hand to the glass

and feel nothing but cold.

Loneliness is a shadow

that follows me everywhere,

silent, fast,

but always near.

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What if love was a song in the air

That followed us everywhere?

What if love was a light in the night

That made every shadow turn bright?

What if love grew like flowers in the spring,

A gift of the heart in everything?

What if love never faded away,

But lived in our hearts every day?

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A little cat liked to play,

He chased all the bright leaves all day.

He jumped very high,

He reached the sky,

Then curled in the sunshine to stay.

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The springtime comes with flowers fresh and bright,

The trees grow green, the air is warm and sweet.

The days are long, the sun gives gentle light,

The world awakes, the year feels new, complete.

Then summer shines with golden days so fair,

The fields are full, the skies are clear and blue.

The children laugh, no worry, no despair,

The nights are short, the stars are bright and true.

But autumn comes, the leaves turn red and gold,

The winds grow cool, the daylight starts to fade.

The harvest ends, the air is sharp and cold,

The year slows down, yet beauty still is made.

And winter’s snow brings quiet, calm, and rest,

Each season shines, but all four are the best.

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Bright flowers open,
soft petals dance in the wind,
spring whispers its song.

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I am daughter of the stars

I wonder if I can do better

I hear the whispers of hearts

I see deep words in a letter

I wish I had a new sweater

I am daughter of the stars.

I pretend to be like a tree, steady

I feel strongly grateful

I touch my tiny thin teddy

I worry about my knowledge to be wasteful

I cry when the silence feels too heavy

I am daughter of the stars.

I understand that learning takes some time

I say I will always shine

I dream of mountains I must climb

I try to heal old scars of mine

I hope to rise in a life sublime

I am daughter of the stars.

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My name is Salma Robles Valdez and I'm 20 years old. I like reading, listening to music, and hanging out with my friends. I'm currently studying the third semester in the BA in ELT.