Arrow's Night
Waring spirt names
survival games
arrows pierce deep
while enemy sleep
Hair of length
every braves strength
timid of sorts
hunting, survival sports.
Arrows of rock
clay made crock
rock bangle beads
bare-back horse speeds
Squa with brave
living in cave
lights of torches
summer heat, skin scorches
Sleep amidst the stars
wears honorable scars
each one a testement
of weakness abolishment
Linda Terrell
Novmber 2009
I seen on the internet it is Native American week.
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