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Where have your moccasins taken you ?
What stories of bravery do they tell ?
Whatever paths of heartache they've trod,
I'm sure you've worn them well.
 

What trails have you traveled ?
What sights have you seen ?
Where do you tell your legends ?
When and where do you dream ?

Silently through the forest,
Stealthily through the glen,
Always knowing where you are going,
Yet knowing full-well where you've been.

The one who walks in these moccasins
Must  be a warrior, brave and true.
Walking a path of righteousness,
A path with spirits too.

Your  visions of tomorrow,
A glint within your eyes.
The legends of those who went before you
Are now fully realized.

But it is now time to rest your moccasins
Let the darkness of the night rest your eyes
For tomorrow a new journey for you will begin
Please set your Moccasins near the camp fire  At morning light they will be dry.