Diane's Poems

Glory Land Bound

The Valley Of The Sun

The Valley Of The Sun

    

The Valley Of The Sun


The Valley Of The Sun

The many Cherokee Indians and the Trail of Tears

is beating in my mind
like the echoes of the drums

My grate grandmother in the Land of Glory
Is waiting for someone to tell this story

The trail of tears, with chanting of the
Spirits, for many of years

I always hear the beating in my mind
of the Valley of the sun

Many tears were shed
as the Cherokee Mothers had many tears

I will tell this story to my grandchildren

I hope it will stay alive in the
minds of the Cherokee for many more years

The cries of the Valley of the Sun
with the beating of the drums
along the trail of tears

Linda Diane Wilkerson

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