Grandmother

Reach down and remind me every time I wake
Help me to remember all that is sacred
From the tiniest leaf to the tallest of trees
From the little ant to the thundering great herds
They are all sacred

Help me remember each and every blessing
To always offer my deepest gratitude
To each that has touched my life and each life I touch
Whether physically or in spirit
They are all sacred

I stand on mother earth and become one with all
We are…

Steve ‘Easy’ Whitacre January 8th, 2006

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