As I Grow

            As I grow older and wisened
            sun passing over the horizons
            memories of what it was to be
            a child viewing the world so big,
            Full of dreams of grander things.

            As I grow within body and mind
            with each passing of the full moon
            reflections of running wild like that
            of the stout buffalo and wild horses chasing,
            Playing games only a child would know.

            As I grow tender in heart and soul
            with each passing ripple of the river
            changes of the plains I once found
            open and free of boundaries now imposed,
            From man's greed and selifishness of others.

            As I grow giving and passionate
            with each season in time passing
            merices of the land's beauitful gifts
            shown to me in divine ways,
            Realities when I young at heart.

            As I grow weaker and feeble
            years of young at heart
            visions of grace upon me now
            while I've gained knowledge and truth,
            Experiences roaming the plains of my childhood.

          As I grow closer to my death
          each labored breath soon brings peace
          reflective journeys occur when I
          seeing now my childhood  a precious treasure
          independence to cherish as I depart my mortal body,
          With feathers of eagle I will float on the wind of my childhood.