In Memory of Clarence Jackson

Clarence Jackson (photo courtesy Sealaska Heritage Institute)

If she knew when and where he was speaking

our mother would tell us she wanted to go see him

with her childish laugh and Raven eyes twinkling

we knew he must have been a special, special man

so we had to see for ourselves who he was

and while we sat amongst many others listening to his stories

we all received his gift of simple humor

and his Killerwhale lightening flash of  smile

wet with the rainforest glowing in his full moon face

reflecting bright with light

our mother and we walked home with his smile

in our hearts.