By Ruth Margaret
Muskrat
Come
roam the wild hills, my Cherokee Rose,
Come roam the wild hills with me.
We'll
follow the path where the Spavinaw[1]
flows,
Dashing
wild on its way to the sea,
On
its wearisome way to the sea.
We'll
chase the fleet deer from its lair in the woods;
We'll
follow the wolf to his den.
When
the sun hides his face, we'll rest in the woods,
Hid
away from the worry of men,
Hid
away from the bother of men.
And
then we'll go home, my Cherokee Rose,
Where
the Senacas[2]
live in the heart of the hills
By
the rippling Cowskin,[3]
where the Saulchana[4]
grows,
We'll
go home to the Coyauga[5]
hills,
To
the sheltering Coyauga hills.
[1]
Spavinaw Creek, located in
eastern
[2] Refers to a
group of Senecas who were removed from
[3] Cowskin Creek flows through
Cowskin Prairie in
[4] Plant that
grows in the region.
[5] Could refer to The Cayuga Nation
of New York, who like the Senecas were part of the Six Iroquois Tribe of
Nations; or could simply mean the Seneca man in the poem renames the Oklahoma
land "Coyauga Hills."