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Reflections from the Past Caught in the Future
Although I love this modern day,
Still I long for the ancient way.
Living as one with Mother Earth,
Thanking the Great Spirit for my native birth.
Roaming the land that’s natural and clean,
That only my people’s eyes have seen.
Using my knowledge and strength to survive,
Not knowing what danger next will arrive.
For now I must read of that long ago time,
Until my spirit has made the climb.
To where true peace and happiness are found,
With the Great Spirit in the Happy Hunting Ground.
JRS © 4-6-08
The “Okie” Poet
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