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Sunrise Symphony NOT FOR CONTEST

White Thunder Hawk is her native name She rides her horse across the plains Her favorite spot is sacred ground She will pray with faith on holy mound Just before the sun will rise See the red fire in her eyes A symphony of nature is moved By her heart her soul her truth There’s a bear bathing nearby She isn’t worried for her life The animals know her well She keeps their secrets will not tell In the grass a bunny scurries As she passes in a hurry She has herbs and sage to burn As she prays and the sky turns Orange ball rolls up the sky Her song is tall full of pride She starts small with closed eyes As the sun shines, begins to rise Bird seem to join in with her They tweet they caw matching words And the clouds move like waves Symphony of sun welcomes new day

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Date: 8/25/2024 7:56:00 PM
This is an amazing write, Karen. White Thunder Hawk springs to life immediately and captures this reader's heart. Bravo!
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Karen Jones
Date: 8/25/2024 8:03:00 PM
Aw so honored you enjoyed it Gershon! I nearly sent it to my poem cemetery as I felt I White Thunder Hawk deserved better!
Date: 8/25/2024 7:37:00 PM
You've made me love this White Thunder Hawk!
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Karen Jones
Date: 8/25/2024 7:42:00 PM
Aw David a little bird says she loves you too! ;0) Thanks for reading!
Date: 8/25/2024 5:35:00 PM
Her favorite spot is sacred ground She will pray with faith on holy mound…wonderful write, Karen!
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Karen Jones
Date: 8/25/2024 6:33:00 PM
Aw thanks so much Kim!
Date: 8/25/2024 11:36:00 AM
This is beautiful, with wonderful imagery and I love native American Indians. Great write.
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Karen Jones
Date: 8/25/2024 12:14:00 PM
Thanks Alesia!
Date: 8/25/2024 12:03:00 AM
With sun at the center and the animals around, your poem brings to mind a scene of nature that is becoming harder to find. A land of plenty is a good thing. Thank you for this beautiful poem.
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Karen Jones
Date: 8/25/2024 3:12:00 AM
You are kind and I appreciate you Hilda

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