Posted: Tue Apr 17, 2007 8:32 am    Post subject:
MORNINGLike a little puppy, I find myself waiting for my sister to awaken. Hearing noise in her room gives me a clue that she made it one more night. When I see her beaming smile and hear her words, “Good morning brother”, my heart wells with tears since I am savoring her voice. Every word uttered from her lips is not a memory fore she is still alive. I enrich with zeal every moment, every nuance and every word I share with her. Every bit a strong Native woman, she faces her adversity with resolve and determination in stoic grace. She is my hero.Buffalohair
Creativity is the byproduct of a fertile mind

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