Kiara Lynn Bird, age 12
Naotkamewanning First Nations
I go to your house, thinking I will see you smiling
I go to powwows thinking I will see you dancing
I go to gatherings thinking I will see you speaking
When will I see you again?
Only in memories now as time passes by
Only in dreams now, just you and I
I know you’re here in spirit
as the eagles soar
as the calm wind blows
as the warm comforting feeling felt to the core
Only then do I know you’re close
I love you papa, send me a sign, and let me know everything will be fine.
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