Girl with the lilac fingertips Hair nearly down to her hips Missing the days when I was on my land, holding a Brisk In tiny hands Enjoying the company of loved ones Listening to the drums On warm days On cold Being together Never alone Girl with the lilac toes to match Youβll feel the beat of the drums again Donβt cry, braid your hair Get up & try again Itβs the time of breaking curses Little girl Get up & try again
Missing the days of having a sense of family & community. Going to Sundances, rounddances & powwows. I miss so much it hurts so much.