Dee Johnston's Family Métis Heritage Website
"Pray that God may preserve the little Metis nation, and cause it to grow... and remain faithful to its mission. During five years that
I must pass in exile, I have only this to say to the Metis, remain Metis, become more Metis than ever." Louis Riel 1875

From when he was born,
As I watched him grow
I began to see
which way He would go

He's never been an angel
This child of mine.
But he's silent and strong
And caring and kind.

If I could see inside
Of this tower of strength;
I'd see the hurt and tears
That he hides at great length.

No matter what happened
As our lives carried on;
Together we've done it
And developed a bond.

Whenever I hurt
My son is by my side.
This someday I'll return
'Cause he's surely my pride
Now He's suddenly a man
No longer a child.
How did that happen?
My! How time has gone wild!

I love this child
Who's now a young man.
So grow on up my boy
And do what you can.

But only your mother
Can still call you, "Baby"
And if you live to be a hundred,
I'll stop......Maybe

Copyright ©November 7, 1988 Dee Johnston