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Little Dove walked along the bank of the great river
Her hair - dark as the raven's wing was in twin braids down her back
Soft deer skin moccasins with turquoise beads  in a chevron pattern
covered her feet

Stopping she was tempted to wade in the current
A quick look around and she sat upon the ground
She took off her moccasins and stepped into the cold water

Over the eons of time rocks in the river were polished smooth
by the swift current  - some were small pebbles of different colors
some large stones with muted hues

High on a ledge above her
A great bald eagle watched
The turquoise beads on her moccasins were of special interest

Quick as a wink the great eagle swooped down  
With one of her moccasins in his mouth flew up to his nest
All that was left on the ground was one of his feathers

A gift in exchange for the beads
She picked up the feather and held it to her heart
An eagle's feather what a treasure was hers
She could trade for beads any day  but an eagle feather was a sign

Little Dove walked away from the river
leaving the other moccasin behind for the eagle
The feather held in her hand a token of good luck to come

© Kathy Collier  4 - 07

©Kathy Collier




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