if you ever do wear
those hand made moccasins,
a favor in my eyes would be
to return the beads to me.
every last one.
show me that your devotion for our friendship isn't a lie.
show me that you truly care.
show me that you wore them
with the pride of my people
in your every step.
every movement.
and every breath you take.
YOU ARE READING
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PoetryHere's a collection of poems that currently describe my life :) Hope you all enjoy!
