love at the powwow, 1996
Written by Joyce Greene
4/13/08
drum beats like a heart
rhythm of the nation's song
and the ancient dance
face war painted, feather wreathed
a brave gently rocks his son
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great one Joyce
loved this one Joyce I have a great interest in American Indians, I love their beliefs in nature, so this poem was right up my street loved it well written from Willow
thanks, willow
I loved writing this one. I was scared of that brave until I saw the child. Thanks for your positive input.
joyce