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Have:	Beautiful Children, Loving Husband, Wonderful Family and all the happiness in the world.	Want:	I want to be independently successful, Design YOUR Masterpiece Ryze page, and MORE sweet friends
Title:		Home:	Catasauqua, PA USA
Company:		From:	Greencastle, PA USA
Industry Category:		Universities:
Industries:	Home Page Masterpiece Designer/ Andiamo Coffee/BillAllys Pub Jerky Plus,	Interests:	Harley Davidsons, Writing Poetry of all styles, learning something new, making new friends and so much more.,

My name is Ally, I am a happily married mom of 4. My husband's name is John, he is the BEST man ever in my life... GOD did good. He is such a fresh of fresh air in life, he loves me for me and all of my faults. I have NEVER been happier in life and my girls just adore him. We were happily married Nov.28,2009. I am such a better, happier,healthier person.

I am a published poet, working on a few books... and I can finally finish one. Closing that last chapter of the book of life is amazing.

I do design ryze pages to reflect your personality, work, or whatever your flavor might be. I do ALL my work old school style... all typed out by hand. Yes it is very time consuming.. but soooo worth it. If you would like your page created, please leave me a PM.

I am a Member of TEAM MOM Founded by Patricia and myself... along with members... if you would like to know more about TEAM MOM Please visit TeamMom

Many Tribes.
Many Tribes of near and far,
is only a surface of who we are
Many Tribes had to move from their homes,
and start a life of their own.
Many Tribes walked in tears,
not knowing what to fear
Many Tribes have come and gone,
only their spirits linger on
Many Tribes laid to rest,
only forgotten people in the past.
Many Tribes with no marker on the grave,
only to think did they really die in vain?

Dedicated to all the Native Americans. May they never be forgotten.
© Ally

How many?
How many tears have they shed?
How many words have gone unsaid?

How many lives have been lost?

How many know their loved ones paid the cost?

How many white man are to come?

How many a lot, a little, or some?

How many kill just for the meat?

How many of it spoil in the heat?

How many days have we to live in peace?

How many more wars will we need to cease?

How many more tales are to be told?

How many more days until our stories grow old?
© Ally

The Words
The words once always spoken now you never hear.
The words that sound of fear.
The words of many tongues.
The words of beating drums.
The words of the old to the young.
The words that we speak may have been sung.
The words of wisdom from the wise.
The words of laughter became to cries.
The words are soft but actions are loud.
The words of many tribes yelling a war-hoop sound.
The words that we try to keep in our hearts.
The words are slowly fading in our worlds apart.
© Ally

My Heritage
I am a Native
my skin tan my hair dark
I am Blackfeet Tribe

© Ally

One who seeks the sun
A Native American woman
with dark hair
blue eyes
and a deep tan.

Blackfeet Tribe is my blood
soaking up the warmth of the sun
I am honored of my heritage
I am proud of who I am
Sekotan
© Ally

Love You
Love can be the best thing in our lives.
Longing for that perfect mate.
Often keeps us in suspense.
Teary eyes broken hearts.
The circle of love.
Night of passion.
Kiss of fate.
Love you.
Always.
Me.
© Ally

If I can
If I can only have you in my dreams...
I want to sleep forever.

If I can only imagine a moment with you...
then I want to daydream all day

If I can only think of simple pleasures...
then I want to please you nonstop.

If I can only have you for a mere moment in my life...
I want to treasure that forever.

If I can only make you happy like you have made me...
then I am more than satisfied.

If I can only have you in my wishes...
then I will wish on every star in the sky.

If I can only truly express what you mean to me...
then this poem would never end
© Ally

In Remembrance
The tears they shed that fearful day,
tears falling like the rain from the sky.
The path that lead to the unknown,
broken the hearts of mothers.
The children dying, because of lack of food and water.
Praying to The Great Spirit,
Give us a sign that our children will be fine.
On that very path of trail of tears,
The Great Spirit heard the prayers.
White flowers grew with a gold center,
to show the mothers the children were with him.
Now many years later... that flower still grows...
to remind us of that fearful, heart-breaking, sad day.
Thank You, oh Great Spirit for hearing the prayers
of the Elders to comfort the mothers.
© Ally

My Calling
I hear the call from the Spirits that have lingered on
Giving me the insight to write about what they endured.
Revealing the truth, sadness and torture they encountered

Killing me softly as my heart aches for them
I want to turn back the hands of time
where the land WAS FREE and Mother Nature was well.

Torture is my life for I can not help but cry
longing to ease the pain, stop the tears
and become as one again.

It makes not difference who we are
or what Tribe we come
we are brothers and sisters in the nations.

Forgive me if I sound sad in this
my heart is too big for my body
it is forever giving and no room for receiving.

I pray oh Great Spirit our people will be free
that the Purple Buffalo will roam once more
and the wolf will forever howl at the unashamed moon.

I pray oh Great Spirit that you comfort the spirits
who have not yet found rest, dry the tears that my heart cries
and heal the wounded in spirit and of heart.

I know my calling now... it is to share what lies within me and my heart.

© Ally

With tears in my eyes we say Donadagohvi to a wonderful friend.
He touched our hearts and impacted our lives.
Looked at us as more then another face, but made us family.
He made us laugh, smile and loved to have fun.
With Tears in my eyes we say,
please don't forget us. Remember you're in our prayers, thoughts and hearts.
The Great Spirit will be with you always.
May he guide and protect you.
With Tears in my eyes and a lump in my throat,
I say thank you for all you have taught me and others.
There is no one to really fill those shoes, but will try.
Enjoy life's journeys,but leave no tracks.
Dedicated to my a-na-da-nv-tli(Brother): Tony Tonogan
gv-ge-yu-i (Love),
u-s-ti I-gi-do (Little Sister).
Sekotan
© Ally

BEING INDIAN IS...
having a large family
of over a million brothers and sisters!
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BEING INDIAN IS...
feeling that Little Bear, Prays-for-All, Big Heart
are more beautiful names than Jones, Smith, or
Brown.

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BEING INDIAN IS...
watching cowboys shoot to kill 40 of your kind,
with a six-shot revolver on the TV late show
without getting a scratch.

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BEING INDIAN IS...
observing your children watching
a cowboy and Indian TV western movie
and cheering for the cowboys.

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BEING INDIAN IS...
joining the U.S. Army
to save your country from the perils of agression
and being against the U.S. Army on your reservation
to keep the Army Corps of Engineers from stealing
your sacred land.

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BEING INDIAN IS...
graduating from a government Bureau of
Indian Affairs school
and not being able to read a 6th grade English book
from your white friend's urban school.

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BEING INDIAN IS...
having your child come home from school
and ask you about the "strange beliefs"
of the Indians
that his/her teacher mentioned in school today.

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BEING INDIAN IS...
never making quick evaluations of people
but reserving judgment until their actions show
what kind of people they really are.

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BEING INDIAN IS...
feeding anyone and everyone
who comes to your door
with whatever you have.

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BEING INDIAN IS...
knowing
The Great Spirit.

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BEING INDIAN IS...
having a Christian missionary tell you
it is wrong to believe in more than
one Divine Being,
then listening to him tell you about God, Jesus Christ,
The Holy Ghost, the Virgin Mary, St. Joseph,
St. Patrick, St. Christopher, St. Francis,
your spirit, your soul, etc.

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BEING INDIAN IS...
never giving up
the struggle for survival.
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BEING INDIAN IS...
standing up for life principles and
truths, unashamed,
without having compromised your values.

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BEING INDIAN IS...
not only being proud of who you were born from
but mindful of how you conduct yourself
in the world.

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BEING INDIAN IS...
to have your liberal white friends urge you to
follow
the same path as your Black brothers to
gain some advantage.

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BEING INDIAN IS...
having your friends and relatives
accuse you of being a traitor if you
seek an education,
earn more than $7,000 a year,
wear a white shirt and tie,
drive a car less than three years old,
and live in a three bedroom home.

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BEING INDIAN IS...
having heard your grandparents and yourself say,
"When they honor the treaties and we get our
land claim payments"...
then suddenly realizing your children are saying
the same words.

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BEING INDIAN IS...
having your non-Indian friends
go on a Vison Quest,
led by a white man to the mountains,
but leaving you home because
you can"

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BEING INDIAN IS...
listening to your well-intentioned white brother
try to tell you about your native spirituality.

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BEING INDIAN IS...
hearing from non-Indians
how rotten the government has treated Indians
but still voting them back into office.

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BEING INDIAN IS...
listening to people tell you about
their grandmother or great-grandmother
that was a Cherokee Indian Princess.

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BEING INDIAN IS...
seeing other Indians
in search of an Indian identity.

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BEING INDIAN IS...
being greeted by non-Indians
with pseudo names from real ancestors
of your tribe.
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BEING INDIAN IS...
having to prove with documentation that you are one,
when other races and people in the country
don't have to.

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BEING INDIAN IS...
knowing that your ancestors were
slaughtered like animals in the name of
Christianity
and then being told that Christianity
is out to save us.

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BEING INDIAN IS...
buying "authentic" Indian jewelry
made in Taiwan or Japan.

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BEING INDIAN IS...
learning of people becoming Indian
without having an Indian mother or father.

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BEING INDIAN IS...
finding out that people think
all Indians lived in tipis.

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BEING INDIAN IS...
being told that Columbus discovered America
from his ship,
when we were watching him from shore.

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BEING INDIAN IS...
trying to relate to people who say they are
(mathematically) 1/4, 1/8, 1/16, etc.
degree of blood.

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BEING INDIAN IS...
wearing braids and being called a "hippie"
by those who object to long hair.

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BEING INDIAN IS...
going to school when you're young
and having the teacher
skip over the Indian chapter in the history book

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BEING INDIAN IS...
seeing others forget the true meaning of
Thanksgiving.

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BEING INDIAN IS...
having others make jokes
about your heritage and culture.

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BEING INDIAN IS...
living in two worlds.
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BEING INDIAN IS...
knowing the word "Indian"
is not your true name.

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BEING INDIAN IS...
being called "Chief" or "Tonto"
by patronizing non-Indians.

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BEING INDIAN IS...
being human, with human thoughts and feelings like your non-Indian brothers and sisters.
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BEING INDIAN IS...
holding onto a piece of paper treaty that was signed but never honored.
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BEING INDIAN IS...
knowing alcohol doesn't make you Indian, just drunk.
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BEING INDIAN IS...
seeing elders die and the
language & customs
die with them.

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BEING INDIAN IS...
seeing Mother Earth destroyed
by those who don't know Her.

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BEING INDIAN IS...
hearing others think
all Indians wear war bonnets.

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BEING INDIAN IS...
seeing the government
spend billions of dollars abroad
but fail to honor the Indian treaties.

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BEING INDIAN IS...
sad.
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BEING INDIAN IS...
hard
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crying
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BEING INDIAN IS...
laughing.
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BEING INDIAN IS...
forever!
Written By J.C. High Eagle

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