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CREEK INDIAN MEMORIES

I found this old relic just lying on the ground,

out in the open with nothing else around.

It’s worn and it’s worked, and it shows its true age,

but the stories it could tell would surely amaze.

The hands it's passed through, the lives it has touched,

is much more than I can fathom, it's almost too much.

Now if you can see it being made,

its Indian creator a strong young brave,

With skill and cunning it soared through the wind,

as quiet as night its journey begins.

How many feet or how many tractors has it survived,

and lay here right before my eyes?

Blood sweat and tears over the years,

it’s been through hell but it's hard to tell.

Because it carries great memories along with great pride,

I hope you can see it’s more than just a prize.

It's more than a point, it's more than a rock,

it was part of someone’s life that we might have forgot.

No money could buy this piece of my heart,

so next time you stumble over one of these great finds,

I hope, and I pray you keep this in mind.

You have been blessed you have been chosen

to carry its memory onto its owner

that strong young brave who has long passed over.