The spirit world has spoken In a dream a consciousness awoken "Take my hands" says Granny Draughn They are your hands and will be strong And the one (of two) feathers you've seen Is the wisdom gained from where you've been And where you are going is the second one It is wisdom to get to a place you've yet come Rest child you've paid your dues Wait on tomorrow it'll reveal new clues
to the women I have loved (who longs to be a little girl), and her dreams and odd occurrences about her (3X) great Granny Draughn. It wasn't my intention but the shape of the poem is an arrowhead (LOL); Copyright 2018