One with a beautiful heart,
a wordsmith,
a mother,
an encourager,
a motivator,
a role model
Mama Maya,
I love(d) you from afar,
I cherish your works;
and relish your words,
I read you as I grew,
you spurred my every piece,
a worthy model you were
Mama Maya,
the sun has chosen to set,
just when my dawn was about to break.
Whom shall I tell this sweet bitter tale?
The tale of words and pens,
a tale of then and now,
a tale of now and of years to come.
Mama Maya,
Your works, I cherish
Phenomenal Woman, my best
the grace it bestowed,
a recap of the ideal one
I'll miss you physically,
but your works live on,
and forever shall not be left to rot.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem