
My grandmother’s hands wove the cedar and bear grass Into this fine basket I hold in my hands To hold bitter roots, camas, fern, tiger lily Blackberries, cranberries — gifts from the land My great-grandma Towsalee passed on her knowledge To her daughter Sally — she was only six then Our tribes own designs such as Salmon Gill, Trail of Eel, Flowers for women and deer for the men My grandmother’s hands worked with bright colored fabrics Taken from dresses I wore long ago With strong cotton thread and the finest of needles Weaving my memories in patterns she’d sew My great grandma Eleanor passed on her knowledge To her daughter Susan when she was just nine Lone Star, Log Cabin, the sweet Rose of Sharon Basket, Medallion — her favorite designs
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