"Old age was simply a delightful time when the old people sat on sunny doorsteps playing in the sun with the children, until they fell asleep. At last, they failed to wake up."

James Paytiamo, Acoma Pueblo

Cherish youth, but trust old age."


Pope (Tewa Medicine Man)

"I remember my home,
surrounded by green cottonwoods,
I remember it and sing.
I remember how we used to live,
walking, laughing, through the fields of corn,
climbing up and down ladders."

Pueblo Poem

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