Poem -
In the Naked Valley
The spirits of the fire, the sun, the earth, now naked to my feet
I feel the native soul of my ancestors, the skeleton of the past
The wounds buried, though they still hurt inside my mind
I cry like the wolf, and my four legged friends hear my voice
The wild of the flowers, the wet of the rivers and the lakes, take me back
To my place in the woods, the forests, the trees, the pine scent and the nectar
Of the wild fruit and berries, we would gather, feed our families, look unto
The valley and know that we belong, to the sky, to the earth, and the wind
It calls our name, for the wings of the eagle protect our every name
Let this valley never forget, as I will never forget it
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Wow Miss McGowin, ......I don't think I've read you before......I was obviously missing out........this is a fantastic write.......I wish my grandfather was alive so I could read this to him.......he was 100% Cherokee and never really spoke much.....but I know he would have loved this piece..........Awesome write and read........great timing and rhythm.....I also liked the way you broke your lines....just lovely my friend....well done........tony  xx
Tony-
Thanks for your comments and support, I am part native American, Cherokee, on my grandparents side of my fathers. Love writing this way, and so glad you could appreciate my thoughts.
xx nancy
WOW!! Nancy that is just stunning work sweety, I believe that your grandparents will have seen this when you wrote it and quite possibly helped you with the idea`s for it, so just know that they will be very proud of you and your talent for poetry. Love G xx
G
Thanks for your touching remarks, it means a lot!!
Best of everything to you and yours.
Nancy