Campfires In the Sky
A dark shadow passes over the land
I wonder if I'll ever see the sun shine agian
A haunting wind moves through the trees
With a cry for a fallen Cherokee
From the heaven's angels weep and their tears fall upon this land
Others call it rain but I know different and understand
A brave warroir has walked the hanging road
He has reached the campfires in the sky, he has gone home
For those of us who miss him here
Our loss is great for he was so dear
Rest peacefully my friend now that we're apart
Fond memories we carry always in our hearts
Copyright © Louise Riveiro - Mitchell | Year Posted 2007
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