Tale 53 The Twin Stars
Two-Bright-Eyes went wandering out
To chase the Whippoorwill;
Two-Bright-Eyes got lost and left
Our teepee—oh, so still!
Two-Bright-Eyes was carried up
To sparkle in the skies
And look like stars—but we know well
That that’s our lost Bright-Eyes.
She is looking for the camp,
She would come back if she could;
She still peeps thro’ the tree-tops
For the teepee in the wood.