Beth spent ten years

Sleeping beside rivers

Under plastic tarps

Following Rainbows.

She was 25 years old when we met

And talked about life.

She was almost crying

And sometimes she did cry.

She said her boyfriend

If you could call him that

Didn't even know her last name

Or her birthday

And he didn't care

Whether she even came home, or not.

They had no way of making money.

They were always broke.

Not that money mattered.

But she felt she was getting old

At twenty-five

And was frightened to wonder

What she would be doing at

Thirty-five...

Dream Catcher

Drum

Hawk Feather in her blond hair

Celt Sister

From lost mists of time...

Come Forward...