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Appalachian Trail
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Appalachian Trail
For two-thousand miles
This footpath extends
Over brown and green hilltops and plains,
This old worn trail crosses
Through rivers and glens
From Georgia to Kalahdin Maine.
This continuous road
Expands ever on
Till it stretches right through fourteen states,
In the earlier years
The old pioneers
Placed their lives in this journey of fate.
Some indian peoples
Would follow it south
The Appalachee tribes of the past,
And as told through the years,
This path's trail of tears
Has become part of history's great vast.
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For two-thousand (two thousand) miles
From Georgia to Kalahdin(,) Maine.
Some (I)ndian peoples
Great poem about a piece of history this country should never forget. Anyone with even a drop (my great-grandfather/half Crow) of Native American blood will never forget it.
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Dear Gail:
Thanks so very much for the editing I was in too much of a hurry to post it, I didn't correct my errors.
Yes, I think more people should remember the Trail of Tears. (My heritage is half Cherokee)
My friend, as I read your poem from that land nestled in between the Cumberland Plateau and the base Of The Great Smokey Mountains, I glance over to the box. The box is sealed. The box is labeled "Unpublished Novels" The box contains Upon The Serpents Kneea historical novel about the trail of tears written by my grandfather on that royal typewriter. I look at the box and sigh again, the challenge of it mocks me. The book has two cousins in there with it. Granddad loved the Smokeys and the storys of the people who lived up there, all of the people who lived there! Thank you for this poem Sally, I have about 150 miles on the trail, all of it local.
Biography: I love living in the country. I get many inspirations there. I'm a 53 years old. Happily married, 19 years. Published poet. and I am Wiccan.
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WOW Kit:
How close I came to your memories and heartfelt grandfather. It was so wonderful that you shared your knowledge from your box with me, It is indeed a small world.
I love to listen to the wise ones, rather it be from the mouths of the elders of the tribes or from their writings of their travels they endured along the trail of tears.
Thank you Kit. It is indeed a treasure to know that you have such interesting family.
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