Since nine I was dads tool,
Yard work was mine,
Cutting yard,cleaning out under mower,
Cutting limbs,transferring small trees,
Taking out trash,
Always better then being stuck in kitchen or house,
Mom rocked great cook loved to clean,
Younger sister ran in a gang in school,
Older half sister daughter of an abuser,
White trash, narcississ, bully,
Tom boy me,
That’s me, heart upon my sleeve,
Not a dress wearer,
Wore boots when I could,
Will return to fishing and video taping more this year,
Improved my.small one person company this year.
Protected mom until Diana Lee fought dirty stold my good name,
Mom and Ellen and Dads with me.
A crowd of one,
Val Whitewolf Heike
Only job built my business deal in books,
Write and read, keep my home.
Nothing worth whie is ever given,
Its from the sweat of our brow,
Through faith in ourself,
Conviction we can succeseed,
Oh yes and napping from time to time.