A trip like none other,
through our soul and hearts.
In honor of thy mother
with her cherished parts.
Guided by Dad and love,
Down stairs and up hills.
Seen clearly from above
as every grandchild spills.
We explored and found
ever so deeply within.
Peace, love even holy ground
causing aches to seep in.
Pushed us on through the trails,
over our loss and pains.
A feeling which always pales.
escaping ahead of cleansing rains.
All day we moved on and looked back,
together a tribe for and of Sioux.
Tears all along our track
all truly missing you.
Sunday, July 11, 2010
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