OH HOW I WISH THIS
LITTLE ONE WAS MINE.
TO SING HIM TO SLEEP,
AND TEACH HIM NURSERY RHYME.



I WOULD TEACH HIM
EVERYDAY TO PLAY.
AND TO LISTEN
TO WHAT ELDERS SAY.

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TO OPEN HIS HEART AND
GIVE LOVE TO OTHERS.
TO ALWAYS BE KIND AND
SHARE WITH HIS BROTHERS.



TO RESPECT HIS SISTERS
AND PROTECT THEM
FROM LIFE'S TWISTERS.
TO WALK WITH MOTHER EARTH
AND NOT ON HER.



TO REMEMBER TO SAY
THANK YOU GRANDFATHER.
TO BE HONEST AND TRUE,
WHEN HE SAYS I LOVE YOU.



TO LEARN ALL THAT HE CAN.
TO GROW UP TO BE
AN HONEST MAN.



TO LIVE EACH DAY IN THE
NATIVE AMERICAN WAY.
AND WHEN HIS TIME
HERE IS THRU.



HIS MEMORY WILL LINGER
AS SWEETLY AS MORNING DEW.
By Bonnie Ray © 2001
All rights reserved

Used with Permission

To read more of Bonnie's poems
click here on Bonnie

May the Spirits always be with you!

Thank you for walking this path with me!!!
MorningStar Joni



 

 

 


5-19-2008

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