THEIR MOCCASINS Two pairs of worn moccasins Are put up high on the shelf As if they are on display For only the eyes to see No hands will touch them Made by an Indian Princess That wore her pair everyday She met her sweetheart When she was still young at heart When they married, She made him a pair to match hers Turquoise beads Every other one was white They wore them till the end Of her days Before she died, She took her moccasins from her tired feet Asked him to take good care of them for her They never touched the Red earth again Nor did his He put them on the highest shelf So no one could ever touch them But could see them with their wondrous eyes When he dies someday, He will take them along So when he sees her off in that far horizon, They can put them on And walk together in the village Of the Great Beyond *******WORDS FROM A VISION by Anne Leach*******