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In the Land of Hospitality

I met a Cherokee Who realized our boat was broken down who Said to me I will get you on your way. Your journey Doesn't end because of a catastrophe With help you will be on your way with no delay. I met a Cherokee Filled with generosity Who helped us on the waterway. Your journey Is the key To many door ways. I met a Cherokee He wasn't a Pawnee Who helped us get back underweigh. Your journey Helps you see the simplicity Of life which other wise you would of let slip Away. I met a Cherokee On my journey.

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Connie Marcum Wong

Date: 7/10/2019 3:00:00 PM

Our native American friends are a very loving people regardless of the pain they have suffered from immigrants taking their land by force. I enjoyed your poem Bette. xxoo

Bette Bavington
Date: 7/13/2019 5:26:00 PM

Thank you Connie. I am very thankful for the people God has put in to my life.

M. L. Kiser

Date: 7/9/2019 5:31:00 PM

I think he was a holy man; very wise.

Bette Bavington
Date: 7/13/2019 5:25:00 PM

He could of very well been. Thank you for the visit.