My Grandmother...An Apache Queen....

A Native American, in the American Dream

By Escaping the reservation, some of her family died...

Though born to hardship...Her Soul survived...

 

The cost for freedom, she learned was dear......

And throughout her life, there was always the fear.

That someone would come and take her away.

To a far off land, where she’d have to stay...

 

Through the years of change within her life..

From an Indain maiden...she became a wife...

And then a mother....as time passed on

The love, joys and sorrows, to her was one

 

Her children born....and some have died

It’s only with the Creator’s help that she survived.

For every single step that she took

She gave the Creator a questioning look...

 

He guilded her every step of the way

down life’s twists and turns...He showed her the way

To one and all, her love’s been ample

Through out her life, she’s been an example

 

Now...One hundred years have come and gone

And she’s still here to carry on...

So now we honor this Apache Queen

This American Lady in this American Dream

 

To show her how much, we love and care

For this Woman...who’s always been there

And pray the Creator will always bestow

The riches of heaven, to her will go....

 

My Grandma was born in 1899, and I wrote this for her 100th Birthday. She passed on two years later. She was a wonderful, beautiful person. Her name was Little White Dove.

 

THANK YOU GRANDFATHER

FOR BLESSING THIS LAND

YOU GAVE ME A RAINBOW

TO HOLD IN MY HAND...

 

THE SUN WAS SHINING

THE WIND WAS BLOWING

THE RAIN WAS CRASHING

THE BOW WAS GLOWING...

 

AND AS THE RAIN FELL

UPON MY UP TURNED FACE

I WAS ALIVE...

AND FILLED WITH GRACE...

 

IT WAS SUCH A WONDER

FILLED SIGHT, YOU SEE...

THE RAINBOW, MY GRANDFATHER

GAVE TO ME...

 

THAT I HAD TO STOP

AND STARE IN AWE...

AND I COULDN’T BELIEVE

THAT NO ONE ELSE SAW...

 

THEN I WAS SAD

AND FILLED WITH SHOCK...

BECAUSE I COULD SEE

WHAT THEY COULD NOT...

 

NOBODY STOPPED TO SHARE THE MOMENT

TO LOOK BEYOND THEIR NOSE...

BUT I WAS BLESSED TO APPRECIATE

WHERE EVER BEAUTY GROWS...

 

SO THANK YOU GRANDFATHER

FOR LETTING ME BE APART...

OF YOUR RAINBOW...I’LL CARRY

FOREVER IN MY HEART...

 

 

ONCE UPON A TIME FORGOTTEN 

FARTHER BACK, THE STORY’S TOLD

OF FRIENDSHIP THAT WAS ILL BEGOTTEN

 BETWEEN AN INDIAN MAIDEN AND A KNIGHT SO BOLD

 

 

THOUGH THE KNIGHT WAS SLIGHTLY TARNISHED 

INSIDE SHE SAW HIS HEART OF GOLD 

SHE WISHED THAT SHE COULD HEAL HIS ANGUISH 

BUT THIS SHE KNEW, SHE COULD NOT CONTROL

 

 

FOR SHE WAS BUT AN INDIAN MAIDEN 

AND WHO WAS SHE TO SHIFT THE SANDS 

SO SHE WALKED AWAY, HEART HEAVY LEADEN 

A TEAR SHE LEFT IN HIS HAND...