New sister stories
This new sister
An elder asked her
Which part of you
Is this or that?
I don't fit that norm
she says
But I am
so I am
When I have a moment
I'll ask her
May I share your story,
new sister?
With others who are
Also and are
still struggling
with saying
they are
Who
They are
So a hundred years later
we don't have
another stained glass window
To apologize to children
harmed today
For now: We walk together
And leave
only footprints
On the
softly fallen snow
Of this land
Grabbed from
Your people
This land
That we now call
Canada
(c) 2014
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