Grandmother and Grandfather met
Under the Wolf Clan's watchful eyes.
A day they would never forget,
Sanctioned by the old and the wise.
Following the long trails of time
Down to the day of my son's birth;
With gazes serene and sublime.
I know I have proved my worth.
The spirits of those who have passed
Bless those who have just arrived.
In the old traditions we hold fast,
Our clan has prospered and survived.
Author notes
Picture Prompt - Image source: http://media.photobucket.com/image/native%20american/momvance/Native_American.jpg?o=662
A contest entry
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Silver trophy winner
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Kudos !!!
Mike this Is great, you have done a wonderful job here, and you say your dull
Geez I should slap you
All the very best to you
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I can spin a tale Jazzy, but you turn words into art. I don't despise my work, it a different style than yours. Thank you for reading and commenting on my work. It is much appreciated.
Mike
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I love the picture you paint here with your words. The telling of a family history that seems to vital to this future generation. Well done poet! good luck in the contest!
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Thank you very much for reading and commenting. I firmly believe that understanding where one comes from is key to a grounded present and future, whether or not you agree with your ancestors. I am glad you picked that element out of my poem.
Mike
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Awesome
A short piece which makes the impact even more obvious. Your words show emotion and respect. Thank you so much for entering my contest and best of luck
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Thank you very much for reading and commenting on my poetry. I am glad you enjoyed it. I belond to the TLSM school of poetry (talk less, say more).
Thank you for giving me the opportunity to finish.
Mike
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