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Little Mocs

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Little Mocs

Somewhere in the distance, I hear the drums begin to play

Her feet are clad in moccasins, they seem to know the way

Her name is Little Mocs the Chief whispered in my ear

She has a healing gift for those that are far and near

As she dances round the fire singing the songs of old

I listened searching for the wisdom the old ones told

The smell of sage is in the air, carried in the wind

Sending out healing like the messages Little Moc’s send

The eagle hovers near her to bringer her keener sight

The red bird brings her messages in the morning light

Between two worlds Little Mocs walks, carrying the tales

And speaks with great emotion of heart breaking trails

Another great warrior guides her from the other side

This warrior raised her with wisdom, sent her out to ride

This warrior already knew the job Little Mocs would do

One of hard trails, tears, the wisdom her Granny knew

The fire is burning brightly as her mocs follow the beat

Dancing round the fire telling a story with her feet.

danLrene  2013 

August 19, 2013 - Posted by | Uncategorized | , , , , , ,

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