Lone Coyote

I call to all the spirits of the earth. Those that bring us sadness and mirth. I send a greeting to those in the sky. To the specters placing the clouds up high. All the past and future ghosts that be. To all far and near that can hear me, listen to my humble melody. I dwell among the living in harmony. I am thankful for another day that I live. My subservient self to you I give. Robert Pettit For Constance LaFrance's contest "Tell HIS Story"