Norma and Brooke in Alaska at my cabin. Norma.. Mom and Grandma
A Shelter
2002- Kansas
Brooke Makai Noel
A shelter from the wind.
A shelter from the rain.
A shelter by a river for food,
growth and gain.
A shelter from the snow.
A shelter from the sun.
A shelter to put my home in
where my family are one.
A shelter for two or three or for
many other families. Many, many more.
More people come and shelters have to move.
Many people go and on it goes.
Time and time again.
Little corners left.
Why is it our neighbors are many miles west ?
They can take a shelter, but they can not take a home.
A home is where your heart is.
Not just where we are from.
Walk anothers path
Thursday, February 1, 2007
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