Sunday, August 8, 2010

Shoshone Indian Poem



Fair is the white star of twilight, and the sky clearer at the day’s end; but she is fairer, and she is dearer, She, my heart’s friend.

Fair is the white star of twilight, and the moon roving to the sky’s end; but she is fairer, better worth loving, She, my heart’s friend.

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