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GOODBYE
Spirit of the mighty eagle, it is time to say goodbye,
Gather my hopes and dreams for my people, and carry them to the top of the sky.
Release them over our homeland; let them drift to and fro,
Where they land let them take root, so my people’s future may grow.
Let my spirit ride with you, show me Mother Earth from your domain,
Let me see all her wonders, her happiness and even her pain.
I want to remember it all, so my ancestors I may tell,
When I see them in the Happy Hunting Grounds, where now I go to dwell.
JRS © 1-31-00
The "Okie" Poet
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