You Spoke to Me
When an eagle on the wing was flying in the sky,
I never could believe that a spirit could talk to me,
Until I read your words and through them you spoke to me.
I feel your pain and suffering,
your heartache and sadness,
You brought to us a friend and mentor,
who later went in passing.
She was like you in many ways strong and brave,
But we never really realized this until her dying day.
You both spoke to us through your words,
You both shared with us things we never experienced,
You both lived and died for us and we never got to say Goodbye.
Now I know why I cry when I see an eagle fly,
Now I understand your words although you have gone,
Now I know these feelings I had, not alone.
You spoke to me.
Dedicated to:
Marvin GreyEagle
and
Becky SmallEagle
Danielle N Calhoun
� January 23, 2004
