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The Prairie Wind

 

When I pass lay my bones on this ground among my ancestors who so loved this prairie.

Visit me here to nourish your soul, but you'll find only bones, for my spirit will rise and rush before the prairie wind, and I will always be near you.

Look for my mischievous grin as the dust devil kicks sand in your eyes.

Feel the cooling relief as a prairie shower blows by.

And in the evening as you retire, hear my whisper in the cool night breeze. Feel the ripple of the sheet as I tuck you in.

And a little gust will move the curls from your cheek, that I might kiss you good night.

I’ll always be there with you, as constant as the prairie wind.

LCK 7-11-04

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