"Grandmother's Sorrow"
By Ami E. Bowen
The winds cry out in pain
Blood of kindred on strangers' spears
Another kind of ending
Midnight dance, lovers caress
Torn apart so cruelly
Tears fall from mountain tops
Echo the pain within her soul
Her children turn away
The forest burns by selfish hands
Scorching her soul
She hears the wolves, Her brethen, sing
A song as old as time
Her heart is filled with sadness
As slowly Her ways are forgotten
Her children turn away
Her heart bleeds in silence
By Ami E. Bowen
The winds cry out in pain
Blood of kindred on strangers' spears
Another kind of ending
Midnight dance, lovers caress
Torn apart so cruelly
Tears fall from mountain tops
Echo the pain within her soul
Her children turn away
The forest burns by selfish hands
Scorching her soul
She hears the wolves, Her brethen, sing
A song as old as time
Her heart is filled with sadness
As slowly Her ways are forgotten
Her children turn away
Her heart bleeds in silence