frances tallboy

Rookie (17th february 1955 / In a land of make believe)

Native American Dream

I see my reflection in the river as I move the lillies all around
As I lay their stretched upon the grassy ground
Reflecting of the beauty of the spirits in the sky
Quietly and peaceful on this earth where I do lie

I am alone with my thoughts and this is good you see
Knowing that their is no one that can chain me when I am free
The birds whistling up over me in the trees above
Filling my heart with wonder and the sense of love

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