You dreamt of us once
Sisters standing on the shore
Of a lake, calm and blue
Whispering, laughing and sharing
The way we always do
You pondered the color of our skin
Golden brown. . . we sisters
Rejoicing in all
We gazed upon that day
In the glowing deep of fall
You dreamt of us once
Sisters, just like now . . . dancing
On the shore, our moccasins new
One tall, one slight, yet siblings
One soul . . . me and you
You dreamt our hair was black
And braided with moist vines
Kept soft from sweet morning dew
We're different now, another time
Yet one soul . . . me and you