It Could Be!

In the long and long ago the People lived a life of freedom,part of their world everything their teachers.
Land not owned but lived with all of us as brothers and sisters,prayers said when lives were taken from the animals,plant,bird,and finned Nations,nothing ever wasted.
Prayers were a part of life said all day long,when life was good as well as bad we were greatful just to be alive.
Mother Earth was honored and every care was taken,we knew our lives depended on her gentle loving balance.
Father Sky was looked upon with the deepest awe,within his deep blue eye flew the sacred Eagle.
The Four Winds we knew and understood carried more than prayers,if we disrespected they could deal death to us in seconds.
Grandfather watches over us the guider of our spirits,the people knew they were safe within His loving arms.
How my heart longs to know days like these again,first we must unite our people all again!
granny!