A Sign of Freedom
Two soft white doves fly
They flash against the dark sky
The slaves pause to look
A whip cracks the air
A woman cries in great pain
Others blindly work
The moon gently shines
The doves flash brightly again
A sign of freedom
Harriet Tubman
"Moses is here," freedom's near
The slaves are hopeful
The doves precede them
Each step closer to freedom
Canada is near
by Lydia Guthrie (age 9, following listening to Odyssey tapes about the Underground Railroad)
