Hear this story child of a woman in far gone times
Wandering the earth she saw many places
Highrises reminded her of mountains
Highways, thick as forests
Traffic, sad imitation of the wind
“Come back, come back” dreams whispered
Mother`s voice touched her troubled mind
Then she went where the real people live
to find her heart already waiting
Proud people, suffering in silence
as the lands of all were abused and misused
wise words of the elder ignored by those
who did not know nor love the land
One voice, the silence broke, soft spoken
Mr. Tucker whose golden heart
wisely guided him to ask that they be heard
and She of his people did hear
Two voices intertwined, a rose in winter,
to those still silent
Across the snowlands and riverice
the power of real people returned
Hear this story child and remember
@EvB
UPDATE 10th of September 2009: In a twist of fate it is now Ann who is struggling, after she helped so many last winter. Many friends have come together and are offering their help. One way is to donate to the Strongheart fund here:
If you want to know more about Ann and her present and past struggles and victories, please go to her web page Anonymousbloggers.wordpress.com
Elizabeth Van Brooks 