This poem was delivered during a presentation made by directdescendants of Sacajawea. It was written by D.L. Wells, abenefactor and alumnus of EWU. An admirer of Sacajawea’scontribution to American history, Ms. Wells is currently working topreserve the “Sacajawea dollar” from those bent ondiscontinuing its production.
Tears are flowing down my cheeks
Like headwaters in the creeks
Splashing, sparkling down the mountains
But, who is left to drink at their fountains?
My people are scattered like the leaves
Of the weeping willows on the breeze
In youth, I played with “Willow Girl”
Our roots drinking from Lemhi’s swirl.
As Sacajawea I led Lewis and Clark
To Peaceful water where Lemhi flows
Treaties made along the way
Have melted away like the winter’s snow.
Our people now are like flotsam
On Lemhi River of time.
As present current slips by
Sacred ghosts linger and pine.
Continental divide could not part
Us from each other and from our hearts
Our souls and tears join to be
The river Tybones now see
-Donna Lee Wells