Diana Irish
Hopkins, Michigan, USA
Diana IrishHopkins, Michigan, USA |
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I am Diana Irish, an Ojobwa Indian born in Michigan. My native name is Toeket Nanasuedatoua, which means heart filled with much love woman. I worked in trees for 23 years then became a teacher, native programmer, doll maker, and D.N.R. wildlife agent. I am an author of four books and wrote and recorded 3 songs. My hobbies are camping, fishing and hunting with camera. I enjoy nature and God's beautiful world. Mostly I enjoy walking with my coyote and caring for all living things. The winged ones, the four legged and the human kind. I try to always embrace life and live it to its fullest. |
Time SharedThe birds, the squirrels, a sunrise, and a good friendA walk through the woods hoping it would never end Time of peace, time of joy, a campfire shared Two friends, the simple things, just being there Boating, fishing, exchanging of thoughts Nonsense, reflections, traditions as taught Free to be oneself, barriers gone from the start Understanding with no words, respect of one's heart A beautiful day and the sun was mounted high Cotton candy clouds laced across the sky Trumpeter swans lazily drifting the lake Chipmunks running in the leaves, I hear the noise they make Turtles sunning on the bank, geese on the shore How could anyone ask for more Vacation days are gone and the armor is put back in place Time to go home, but these memories I have encased So when future days are hard and peace I'm trying to find I can return to the joy found in these days within my mind So I thank you my friend for being there with me And sharing those days of tranquility | Weaving ColorsGod has a special way of weaving all thingsInto a collage of colors that He brings He weaves them into the day all bright and new He weaves in each color like me and you There was not a special color that He had in mind He just wove a rainbow which He called mankind Colors which spread across this entire earth Bringing a new beginning, a new birth He never gave it a thought of what His colors stood for He only knew that they were His to adore So to make each one special, He gave them some land To nurture and flourish as He has planned Because one day He wanted them all to be Different, but the same for all the world to see That everything He made was equal and good So in your hearts remember this, if you would God made mankind many colors from above And each one was a color that He loved And when His tapestry is all but done We all shall glitter and shine beneath Heaven's sun |