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The Heart of Morning Dove Morning Dove was an angelic spirit in human form
her heart like the towering pines
and powerful as a raging storm
Her heart set on a trapper by the name of Thaddeus Macgee
the white eyes forbade it, and the Coctaw could not see
But unlike the white man
they were allowed to settle down
and share a wigwam on native land.
Thaddeus was gruff and wildly handsome
a true mountain man out there in the wild
In the love he shared with his Coctaw princess
a gift from heaven now would be their newborn child
Morning Dove knew her time was nearer
as she listened to sounds of ancient spirits,
chanting in tribal tongue
This gift from her creator now becoming clearer
as Evening Star entered into her earthly realm
In the wigwam Thaddeus Macgee stood up proudly
at the sounds of the distant celebration drums,
echoing their song
At his dancing, Morning Dove laughed out loudly
as hearts entwinded and now became as one.
Sperry and Berry 5- |
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