Jean Anthony ~ Shadow Dancer
THE NATIVE GROUP
Walked into The Native Group
searchin’ for truth,
A Mohawk Princess
whose love was for another,
Do I question instinct,
or succumb to druther?
Destiny dealt us cards,
Played out my hand,
Turned to walk away,
Her voice sang; relent
and stay.
The Mohawk Princess?
I’ll belong to her one day.
©Copyright May 2009 by Jean Anthony ~ Shadow Dancer