Monday, February 11, 2013

Alone by Maya Angelou

I surprisingly liked this poem!  I really caught what she was saying, or at least i think so.  She kept repeating how no one can make it alone.  Not even the rich people with all there money and fancy trinkets.  Happiness doesn't lie in money or what you own, but who you have and who you love.  Being alone is a terrible thing.  I hate it.  She's right, because I can't stand being alone, and honestly I don't think anyone can.
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  1. Mrs. LannenFebruary 17, 2013 at 9:08 PM

    I like to have solitude; but no one can make it alone. It is a great poem; she is a wise woman. If you like her poem maybe you should check out some more of her poems.

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