Addy Adenawo - A sonnet for Maya

From the well of her being
Flowed a depth of humanity
She treaded a path, then beamed
A warmth that lights up humanity

Her finger tips pulsed
With wisdom and gave life
Every thing she touched
Found a reason to rise

Through the swish of a pen drawn
The grate on the white acre
Her words resonates beyond
The coarseness of paper

Virtue is not just moral
It is an angel named Maya

Addy Adenawo

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