POETRY BY ANNE LEACH~CHEROKEE~


Song: MESSAGE FROM OUR ANCESTORS

 

 

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WELCOME o' si yo

THE WORDS ON THIS SITE CAME FROM THE VISIONS I RECEIVED FROM MY NATIVE AMERICAN ANCESTORS. I KNOW SOME DON'T LIKE OR CARE FOR THE  WORDS 'NATIVE AMERICAN' BUT MY ANCESTORS WANT TO BE ADDRESSED THIS WAY. SORRY IF YOU ARE OFFENDED, THAT IS NOT MY INTENTIONS. I WANT TO GET  THESE WORDS OUT TO SHARE WITH OTHERS.

PLEASE READ THE WORDS SLOWLY WITH YOUR HEART AND SOUL SO THE TRUE MEANING WILL BE UNDERSTOOD.

THANK YOU FOR VIEWING MY WORK. PLEASE ENJOY AND HURRY BACK SOON AS I WILL BE ADDING MORE IN THE DAYS TO COME

wado

quatisi ani (my Cherokee name for Patricia Anne)

 Anne Leach & Mikaela Riley, my loving grand daughter
 

ABOUT MY PEOPLE

Come,

Take my hand,

Let me teach you everything you should know

About my people.

Come,

Take the time to listen,

To learn,

To visit within my soul

So you can learn the important things

About my people.

Come,

Be prepared to weep,

Be prepared to hear words of their sadness,

Be prepared to have the same nightmares,

The sad things you need to know

About my people.

Come,

Take my hand now

As I teach you why it's hard to smile,

Why I sometimes weep,

Why I feel such sadness,

Why these nightmares live on and on

The ones

About my people.

Come now,

As my Ancestors are speaking

To me in their visions of their past,

The visions that run deep in my mind,

My Red soul,

Hurry before they are all gone away,

Taking their final trip into the far horizon,

Taking my tired soul

With them.

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