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North American Dreaming: Sister Cairn

In this poem William Burkholder requests comfort and information from a stable source.

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Sister cairn,
what do you see,
over the far flung field?
Atop the rise that you lay upon,
tell me of its shape, size and beauty,
tis your duty sister cairn,
for I am low and weary,
In a desert wash so dreary,
where only sun and heat abound.
Tell me of the waters breath,
on distant rivers running,
Tell me sister cairn,
when the rain is coming.


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