* My Indian Heritage *

            i died and i went up

            to heaven i was forgiven

            for all of my sins of the

            world, my spirit of my soul

            came back to earth. i became

            a white wolf,  a mighty hunter

            powerful and full of thunder

            forever beauty among the land

            and strong protector of my

               indian   ancestors .

        

Author's Notes/Comments: 

i've been blessed by god
and my family with my
cherrokee heritage and
im not ashamed of it yes
i am also black to im
proud to be mixed, it makes me beautiful and
people love me for the
      person i am .

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Ruth Lovejoy's picture

beautiful,sent to dtr again, printed copy for journal of mine,and to mail to friends. Get to know Lendell Murry at Pp he also is Cherokee

cuddledumplin's picture

This is very good. I can relate a bit because my grandmother was Cherokee (I know I don't look like it though).

Judy Costea's picture

Gail,
Beautiful poem.... From one Cherokee to another... Always remain one with the wolf... he will guide your beautiful spirit in the right direction...
Peace and Love
Judy

Corey Fox's picture

i like it! one love Corey & co