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 Our Littlest Warrior
Oh, mighty Great Spirit
once I was happy and glad,
Then you took my littlest warrior
and left my heart heavy and sad.
I ask you Great Spirit
why you teased us with our littlest one,
Then took him home with you
to the Land of The Happy Sun?
We had many trails on which to ride
with clear pure streams to drink our fill,
Help us, Oh Great Spirit
to understand this was your will.
You took him from our arms
but in our hearts he will always be,
The littlest of our warriors
the one I barely got to see.
JRS © 3-1-02
The "Okie" Poet
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