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Apr 2015
By: Cedric McClester

Who was she to me?
She was Miss Ruby Dee
An actress/activist you see
Who used celebrity
To try to make us free
Who was she to me
More than the eye can see
She was Miss Ruby Dee

Who was she to me?
She was Miss Ruby Dee
Although to her family
Daughter sister mother
Wife like no other
Loving caring daring
Not adverse to sharing
Never overbearing

Who was she to me?
She was Miss Ruby Dee
Who spent many sleepless nights
Engaged in civil rights
Upon which she insisted
Even when blacklisted
Seeking human improvement
While wedded to the movement

Who was she to me?
She was Miss Ruby Dee
Part of our history
She leaves a legacy
That’s there for all to see
She lived a life well spent
Because she was not content
To sit at home and relent

Who was she to me?
She was Miss Ruby Dee
Who’s at rest finally
And that’s how it should be
So none of us should ponder
Because she’s gone up yonder
In full accord
And in the hands of her precious Lord


(c0 Copyright 2015, Cedric McClester.  All rights reserved.
Written by
Cedric McClester  New York, New York
(New York, New York)   
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