Spirit Of My Ancestors

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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Poetry  |  House: Booksie Classic
My poem talks about famly members that have passed on into the next life leaving behind rules on how to live my life being kind and helping others I will meet on my journey.

Submitted: May 06, 2011

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I close my eyes and I can see
The spirits of my family,
Keeping watch over me come what may
They keep me safe even to this day.


They take the shape of a crow or an eagle
Maybe even my horse or beagle.
They tell me to be brave in time of danger
To help the weak and even a stranger.


The spirit of the battles both faught and won
The losses were counted when each days done,
To spread love to each and every man
Would be carried out over this great land.


I've lived my life according to these
Oh to be soaring above the evergreen trees,
To join my friends on eagle wings
Then I too can surely sing.

Colin R. Cramm


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