Bluebonnet

(A tale of Indian Folklore)

Inspired by The Legend of the Blue Bonnet, written by Tommie DePaola

A sun of hot fierce rose high in sky as commanche tribe of prayed prayed for revelation

Land of parched thrist cried I am dying dying and I cannot nourish the people

The tribe sang sang a song request for rain rain to grow the land green green with life life

Three days three days they sang sang and waited waited and no rain came to heal the land

Famine drought high this young old fierce hard and left few of both

She-Who-Is-Alone sat silently thinking the shaman will pray pray for rain and soon we will all be once plentiful

All alone the people cared for her a orphan with a doll of warrior to call her own

The people gave offerings of what was important to them with the great spirits saying a whispery yes on the wind and waited for one brave girl to bring new life to her people

She-Who-Is-Alone gave her doll of love as sacrifice and the great spirit said I accept your offering from the innocence of your heart I will grant rain and new life to the tribe of commanche

Looking at her with awe the shaman changed her name to Bluebonnet for her hair was decorated with coronet of braids with flowers of blue interwoven and it rained rained as tears of thankfulness pored from eyes of soft brown and was also known as the One-Who-Dearly-Loved-Her-People.

By

Felicia McCaw