With Grandmother's Love 
Dancing in the water, 
A feather in my hand, 
Smiling, often laughing, 
Blessing Grandmother's land. 
With a glint of diamonded cheeks 
Salty waters clear, 
I see Mother Earth’s teardrops 
Falling for upon all near and dear. 
Know of this truth, yon pray-er, 
Your heart of prayer was heard, 
Spirit would not leave you 
Without giving you this word--- 
With all your being, your heart, your mind, 
With your soul, your spirit, below, above, 
You offered forever in truth... 
Where’er you walk, you have my love. 
From the east, I offer you wisdom, 
From the south, I offer you play, 
From the west, I offer you protection, 
From the north…Grandmother's Way.
(C) Daphne Yvonne Bradshaw, 14 August 2000. All rights reserved.
 
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