Jeanette Chico
- When I walk in the desert
- the birds sing very beautifully
- When I walk in the desert
- the trees wave their branches in the breeze
- When I walk in the desert
- the tall saguaro wave their arms way up high
- When I walk in the desert
- the animals stop and look at me as if they were saying
- "Welcome to our home"
From When it Rains: Papago and Pima Poetry edited by Ofelia Zepeda, University of Arizona Press, Sun Tracks Vol. 7, © 1982 Jeanette Chico.
This poem is also available in the 'O'odham language.
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