Northern Michigan

I wonder…

as I sit at this beautiful spot,

nibbling at the tastiness of lunch,

What loving lives lived here once.

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The leaves are changing,

giving up what no longer serves them.

I wonder,

if the people were ready for their fall.

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I wonder…

What families called this valley

Home.

My mind fills the space with them.

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I wonder….

Who did my Great Great Grandparents

see when they brought

their items to trade in the canoe.

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I wonder…

What news did they share?

Was it stories about Chiefs?

Was it stories of battle?

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I wonder e….

What daily life was like

on the plane

That touches the water’s edge.

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I wonder….

How many battles were fought

here that white men wouldn’t know

because it was between US.

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I wonder….

what extra fears

lingered in the woods

after the whites settled.

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I wonder…

How many of those homes

are built upon the bones

of my ancestors.

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I wonder…

if those bones became

the beautiful trees

and plants.

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As I peacefully eat

my lunchtime meal,

I often sit and

I wonder.

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