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The Rose
by Wenona Gardner

When I was 17,
my Grandmother Gardner
who was also Mohican,
passed away.
I went with my father
to the Mohican
reservation up north
in Shawno county
for the service at
the Wilderness Lutheran Church
where my family gathered.
We sat in a circle and
each one of us talked about
how much Grandma Gardner
meant to all of us.
When it reached my turn
I got the sudden urge to
sing "The Rose"
completely spontaneously.
I hadn't planned on doing
at all in advance and
nobody else knew either.
I tried my best to get
through the whole song.
I couldn't stop choking
on my tears when I sang it
and it was probably the most
out of tune rendition I ever
heard as I was sobbing
the whole time.
Later, after I thought
I made a complete
fool of myself,
I placed a small
hand beaded medicine bag
filled with tobacco
that I made for my
Grandma Gardner
in her hands.

Just then my father
walked up to me.
He said to me,
"Buffy, how did
you know that
"The Rose" was
your Grandma's
favorite song?"
Funny, I didn't.
All I knew that it
was my favorite and
that I had to sing it
at that moment.
After that revelation,
I looked back down
at my Grandma
holding my medicine bag
in her hands.
I felt for a brief
moment her spirit
had reached out
and touched me
Etched Roses by Wenona Gardner
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Table of Contents
Page 1 Morning Star
Page 2 Bask in the Glow
Page 3
My Mother
Page 4
My Dream for the Future
Page 5
The Rose
Page 6
Spirit Bead