Arthur C. Parker, a Seneca Indian, who was the director of the Museum of Arts and Science in Rochester, N.Y. He persuaded the Boy Scouts of America to set aside a day for the “First Americans” and for three years they adopted such a day.
He was born in 1881 to parents Frederick Ely Parker who was half Seneca who was married to Geneva Hortenese Griswold who was English and Scottish, she was a teacher on the Seneca on reservation.
Daisies On My Porch Sill©
Copyright 2013-2019
by Felina Silver Robinson
Daisies on my porch sill
Soaking up the sun
The wind gently tugging at their pedals
The day slowly turns to night
The night sky brings their pedals to life
They begin to dance at the stars
With the moon as their partner
So happy to be alive
Now it’s time to rest
They relax for a time
Until the next morning’s light
Daisies on my porch sill
Are such a delight
Thomas Rhett – Marry Me
A city of of people
Turn to me
Looking for hope and direction
They trust me to lead them to their destiny
Am I strong enough
Who will lead me
Who will give me strength
We will do great things together
Together as one
For I am nothing without
All of you
You are my strength
You are my soul
You are my conscience
You are my soul
You are my heart
If you look to me
I’ll look to you and together
We will whether all storms
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I dedicate this poem to all those in Leadership who run our great country and fight our great fight to keep us all safe and continue our rights to freedom.
Peaceful Dreams©
By Felina Silver Robinson
Copyright© 1998
In the peace of our dreams at night
We desperately hold onto our thoughts
Holding on to everything good we feel and know
Eagerly trying to chase away the bad and those who cause it
When we close our eyes we see only what we want to see
We feel only what we want to feel
We bring back the memories we want to bring back
These are our peaceful times
In this I see a meadow filled with lilies
Frogs sitting across from each other with the same look that we have
As we lay stretched out on the hill
On our backs we lay
The clouds swiftly moving overhead
We count the seconds it takes for each group to pass us by
The seagulls are racing each other, who will win
We close our eyes to hide from the sun
Hoping that our peaceful dreams won’t pass us by
How long do we wait until we slip into a dream?
Rank©
By Felina Silver Robinson
Copyright© 1998
Rank
What is Rank?
The order in which we deal
The order in which we report
How we cope
Where we go
Who we are
Rank
Meaningless levels of authority
Meaningless levels of learning
How we teach our children
How we become who and what we are
Rank
It’s class, description, whether meaningful or meaningless
Rank
Is a call to tell how we feel
What we do, who we are, and who we want to be
What is your rank?
What does it mean to you?
I rank not, as you’re all the same to me.
Holding Onto the Sun©
By Felina Silver Robinson
Copyright© 2014
This morning I woke up with my eyes wide open ready for what I might see
The sun was just peaking preparing to rise, bringing light to yet another day
My body lagging behind me not wishing to follow the orders coming from my brain
Tiredness still overwhelming me from earlier day’s journey
The amount of work was truly beyond ones belief
Trying oh so hard to keep up with the rest
I know when the sun reaches its full peak of rising
I should be showered, fed and ready to go
But something continues to hold me back
My mind no longer controls my actions
I’m being run by the body in which I live
When did I lose control?
So hard I try to keep all in shape
Long walks to clear the clutter often stuck in my head
My music lends a piece of mind
While my exercise firms this shape that I’m in
The phone now rings as it is half past 6
Reminding me I’m to be on my way
My body no longer has control as my mind has come back into play
I’m sure we never stop to think of just how easy it is to lose ones control
Be thankful for a strong mind!
Accomplishments©
By Felina Silver Robinson
Copyright© 1998, 2015
When I look back on my life, what will I say?
I survived these days of my life
And keep a smile on my face
I have a wonderful family
A great job
I’m writing
I’m not alone
I’m helping others
I have a good heart and soul
I can see beyond myself
I can see beyond today
I know what it means to feel
I know what it means to rise above the pain
I know what it feels like to hit rock bottom
I know how it is to remain sane
I know what it means to win or lose
I know how to laugh and cry
I also know that life doesn’t revolve around me
Stars in Your Eyes©
By Felina Silver Robinson
Copyright© 2014
It’s hard to see you now
Because there are stars in my eyes
The stars come from the feeling I get
When our eyes lock
When your soft lips touch mine
The feeling that I get when you hold me tightly in your arms
And you run your gentle fingers up and down my spine
The smile upon your face reaches stretches from cheek to cheek
I’m happy that I’m the reason for your smile
My toes are numbing and my muscles fall limp
Just at the thought of your very kiss
I look to the clouds
For whatever reason they appear as hearts
Everything’s coming up rose for you and me
Is this what I’m always going to get when
I look into your eyes with the stars each night?
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